Three Beatle Monte

I long have had my own opinions about myself; I have my own little list of words and phrases that I would use in my self-descriptions.

There are also words I rarely use; one such word was used twice to describe me in my presence in the past few days. That word is handsome.

I'm nearly 40 years old. I'm single. I've never been married, and I've never considered myself handsome. For me to be called handsome more than once in the past few days is something unexpected, and to be frank, something I'm not accustomed to hearing.

It's odd. I'm the smart one who more often than not is the quiet one, and now I'm the cute one? What's next? Drums?