Maybe. When I was little, I walked into a garage door (long story), and that mixed with some possibly unfortunate genetics left my nose with a little bump on the bridge. Sometimes I simply cannot stand looking at myself in a sideview and I was considering getting the operation this summer (my parents are totally supportive) but it may just be something I want to live with. At least until I graduate HS. You're walking into Grand Central Station in NYC. You spot a guy walking toward the CT Metro North Lines with a guitar case. It's John. Do you follow him and sit in the same compartment, making the entire ride from NYC to his hometown (over an hour) just to have the chance to have a real conversation with him?