Pretty, or Prettier?

Written 6-29-13

My buddy back east works with two young women, whom I will call Pretty and Prettier. And it’s amusing comparing the two of them. From just the physical characteristics, one has a slightly prettier face and a more attractive body. When I first met the two, I noticed something about Prettier. She seemed less approachable, as if my Spidey-sense was telling me steer clear of her. In talking to her, there was an attitude that I found unattractive. Perhaps it was a little bit of arrogance in her demeanor, perhaps it was the way she talked about her boyfriend. Perhaps it was how she interacted with her co-workers that put me off.
Regardless, Pretty was the nicer one and as I have gotten to know her through our conversations, I have found that she is a smart, personable young lady, one that I count as a work friend.
So for me, Pretty has become, Prettiest.

And here is the amusing part; my buddy told me that his wife, who has met both, is jealous of Prettier. I found this very amusing, for my buddy can’t stand Prettier and likes Pretty. Doubly amusing because his wife’s jealousy (like many people) is based only on looks.