Some old guy gets up in the morning, walks into his bathroom and stands nude in front of a full length mirror. He takes a long thoughtful look at his image. Inspection time.
There is practically no hair left on the top of his head. What is left is thin and white. Wrinkles on his forehead. His eyelids are drooping a bit. More wrinkles on his cheeks. His teeth are not as white as they used to be. The hair in his armpits has thinned to the point of being hard to see. He notices funny looking small red blotches across his near hairless chest and when he turns he can see several large brown spots on his back that look similar to the ones on his hands.
His belly is a bit too rounded. He has to concede his penis looks a little too flaccid hidden among the few remaining grey hairs down there. His legs are thin, no longer showing protruding calf muscles and the toes on his feet are rather crooked with one of the big ones sporting a cracked yellow nail.
The inspection complete, with a smile he mumbles to himself, "Not a bad looking physique for an old guy," and turns from the mirror.
A second guy goes through the same routine, observing the same characteristics and ends by saying into the mirror, "No wonder I feel like hell. Look at my body. It is falling apart."
A third ends his observation episode saying, "If I don't lose that belly I am going to take a heart attack. And, I better get those spots checked out to make sure I don't have cancer."
A fourth just blurts out, "I don't know why I look at myself. It just pisses me off. I look like shit."
The fifth guy just shrugs, moves from the mirror and gets on with his day.
The same situation and five guys give us five distinct reactions. How come?
Attitude. Attitude. Attitude.
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