My husband has told me many times that I give mean looks to people. And apparently I do. A LOT. But I also NEVER mean to. You know how some people have a happy, cheerful, smiling face? I happen to have a scowling, judgmental, mean face as my normal face. Want some proof?
We used to drive to Utah as a family on vacation every summer. When I was probably 12 we were on our trip and stopped at a gas station for a bathroom break. This is when I caught my first glimpse of this issue. I was leaving the bathroom and a very rough looking teenage girl was on her way in. I briefly looked at her as we passed and went on my way. No big deal. Didn’t even make eye contact with her- UNTIL she turned around and half shouted, “What’s your problem *@#%??!!?? Do you want to fight???” Um what?!!?? My shy, awkward, glasses wearing self scurried back to my parents van in a nervous sweat as fast as my beating heart could carry me. Was she talking to me?!? What on earth?