Allie was searching the Netflix queue for movies she would like but I would hate. She asked how I felt about Mr. and Mrs. Smith and I grunted in dissent. I said I hate Brad Pitt, and I'm not a huge fan of Angelina Jolie. "I mean, she's kind of pretty," I said, "but--"
"but you don't like her acting?" Allie tried to finish my thought.
"No," I said, "it's more like every time I go to the supermarket she's on the front cover with a baby or a starving African or some beautiful man ... and I'm just sick of it."