Say, folks-
Do you ever wonder what it might be like to step out of a Mercedes G-Wagon and glide past the valet into the local Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf, larger than life?
What it would be like peering through sunglasses (worn indoors), gabbing loudly on your cellular soother, everyone's adoring eyes falling upon you because you've been mistaken for some actor on a reality show?
Me neither.
I got enough attention when I was a kid.
I wasn't deficient in attention. Therefore, no Attention Deficit Disorder.
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