A girl at work yesterday kept touching a blemish on the side of her lip while she was talking to me. It didn't distract me much because she never has much that's interesting to say. I continued watching and not listening for a while but finally had to break out and say,
-You know, you really shouldn't keep touching that.
*This? It's nothing.
-Well, it looks...like a cold sore. (in my best Jerri Blank voice)
*No, it looks like my boyfriend punched me in the mouth.
-Yeah, with his lips
My arm's still sore but I think it was worth it.