Lunch is prime bathroom traffic time—everyone needs to reapply lip gloss, complain about feeling fat, threaten to upchuck in one of the stalls—and the last thing I need right now is a steady stream of stupid.
People do this stuff in public? They are so worried about perception, but then they show weaknesses, like the need to apply make-up and complain about their bodies in front of people? I asked my daughter if she ever used lipgloss in high school, and she said that was more of a 2010 thing. But this book was published in 2010, so that makes sense.
