Ah, The unanswerable question as old as life itself. “Just how ugly am I?” The question asked by teenaged girls and middle-aged men living all by themselves in the empty darkness.
You can never expect to get a true analysis of your ugliness. Ask a friend or relative and they will tell you that you are the most beautiful being on the planet. Ask a stranger and they will think you are crazy. Ask the internet and they will tell you that you are the ugliest ogre ever born. Either way, you can never know the answer.
A person cannot even look in the mirror and determine their own ugliness level. You know what you look like but you really can’t make the decision. Beauty is truly in the eye of the beholder but immune to self-beholdage.
So how does a person know how ugly he or she is? Unattractiveness must be calculated by observing things like number of friends, presence of a spouse, number of children and eye contact and smiles from strangers. There’s probably a formula here. Too bad I didn’t pay attention in Calculus.
I have to surmise that since the quantity of listed items that I have are small that my ugly level is quite high.
There is quite the industry in providing products and services to reduce your ugliness level. So many people have gotten rich off the human condition. There is much you can do to reduce your ugly but in the end you come out looking like a clown. You can’t cover up ugliness. It shows through the thickest makeup and vulcan eyebrows. It’s just something you have to live with.
There really should be a matchmaking service for ugly people. I think the ugly would actually be happier than the beautiful because they can spend more time experiencing the beauty of life and not spend so much time on the beauty of themselves.