The Ink-Pot and the Palette

I've spent a lifetime worrying that other people are thinking these things about me with every bite I eat in company, every item I place on the conveyor at the grocery store, everything to be found in my fridge. I'm old enough now to have given up that paranoia in the grand "Fuck it!" of late middle-age.

That's what let me experience Norm's comment as politically incorrect and stupid, rather than as shaming. How I WISH I'd had this sensibility 30 years ago.