Jenny stood in front of the mirror, adjusting her makeup, when her reflection screamed. Jenny, of course, screamed in return. And cursed a bit as well.
“You look atrocious!” the mirror exclaimed.
Jenny, bewildered, couldn’t form a reply.
“Well, come on, don’t just stand there like a pebble or a lilypad or some other immovable object. Don’t tell me you’re incompetent as well as ugly!”
“What are you?” Jenny breathed, concerned that she might be going crazy.
“This is unbelievable. You really can’t recognize me?”
“Well, you look just like me…” Jenny replied.
“You’re very good at stating the obvious,” her reflection replied.
Jenny rolled her eyes. “You haven’t answered my question.”
“You still can’t guess? I’m your self-esteem.”