Zoe Ought Not To Give Me a Mirror and then Accuse Me of Vanity

The other day Zoe saw me sitting at my desk, peering into a tiny mirror. "You're vain," she said. Then, 30 seconds later, she walked by my desk again and said "You're vain." I immediately informed her that I wasn't vain, and that I was merely gazing lovingly into my own eyes, but did she hear me? I doubt it! And to think that SHE was the person who GAVE ME THE TINY MIRROR IN THE FIRST PLACE.


The tiny mirror given to me by Zoe. It was a gift.