One could say that she has the looks of a rock, too.
I've always had a problem with people with the sensitivity of a rock.
I call it the "South Omaha attitude," as some of the most hard, insensitive people I've ever known were from that area. I'd never in my life been up against such a thing until I became a supervisor at a major employer in that city, and the other five supervisors were from south Omaha.
Naturally, I was an outsider in the group, being from the Sandhills and then from Lincoln, the only one with a college degree, the only one who hadn't worked his way up the ladder, the only one who could read and write professionally.
The other four guys were bad enough, but the woman in particular was a hard case. Just totally calloused and insensate, not a drop of the milk of human kindness in her. Not even a mere flinching at things that would considerably upset most other people. Just really hard. At various times I surreptitiously did things, and overtly said things, so as to provoke a human reaction from her.
No matter how down and dirty and mean I got with her, I always failed.
There
are rocks masquerading as people, and nadin's one of them.