Picture this scenario: you are walking down the street. Maybe you are on your way to work, or to lunch, or to meet a friend. Maybe your day is going well. That is, until you see...me. A girl walking towards you, all four-foot eleven inches of her on her own way to goodness knows where, sporting a nose ring and several tattoos. And you feel, from deep inside yourself, the need to talk to me about it. Now I get it, I really do. Your day just won't feel complete without letting