Something doesn't fit...

Today at the post office I was behind a woman who first caught my attention because she was wearing a T-shirt that said Operation Iraqi Freedom (or something like that) on the back. I considered complimenting her on it, but the more I studied her, the more reticent I felt. From the little I could see of her personality, I'd guess she had a big heart -- the kind that would help you out in a pinch. However, I mostly noticed her uh, interesting external appearance. She was wearing a man sized gray T-shirt and gray sweats. She might have cut her hair herself 'cause it was a very short messy version of a buzz. Her skin was kind of leathery and wrinkled and her voice was deep, so I'm guessing that maybe she's a smoker. She had no makeup on and only a ring for jewelry. When you picture a woman who glories in her feminine design, well, this female wouldn't come to mind. So I'm noticing this woman's masculine and unfrilly appearance, when what to my wondering eyes should appear, but long, well-kept acrylic nails on her fingers! It was so incongruous with the rest of her appearance! Almost like seeing long nails on a guy. (That is seriously disgusting, by the way.) Oh, well, I guess it takes all kinds to make the world go 'round.