Mountain bikers - well, male ones - are fond of saying "Chicks dig scars," with varying degrees of irony. Of course the truth is pretty much the opposite. Women find scars unsightly and icky. In fact, it's men that dig scars. We see them as trophies of our manly achievements. The more pointless the better, of course.
However, there's always exceptions. Last week I was out biking with some folk from the MTBing egroup I subscribe to. One of them told the rest of us about the time he came a cropper on his bike and ended up with some nice juicy scabs on the side of his face. For the next week or so, while they healed, the dinner lady at the work canteen came over all maternal and piled on extra helpings onto his plate. It seems dinnerladies dig scars.
I'm not sure if "Dinnerladies dig scars" qualifies as a fauxtation. I'd love to think it does.
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