Last month I had a couple of middle schoolers ask to paint my face at our church kick off. I politely, but adamantly, declined for two reasons:
- I was heading out to the golf course that afternoon and face paint makes golfers more angry than they already are.
- I dislike face paint.
The repercussions? Three of us had our faces destroyed.
But I kept my word. That's got to be worth something, right?