Hey Hun... barf

I've always had moments where I see a pretty girl and think God, I'd love to have her hair or Man, she dresses so cute, wonder if I could pull off that look.
Often times I look at these girls knowing that I am who I am (and feel good about who I am, most of the time) and can't help but feel a little bit envious, for whatever reason.

I really like girls with tattoos - but don't feel like I could pull off a sleeve myself

I often wish I had hair like hers:

or even just something simply wavy like hers:

I don't often find myself wishing for blonde hair, but I can say I've thought about it.
... and even though I don't think Katy Perry has a voice worthy of mentioning, I do admire some of the looks she can pull off:

Unless, however, after admiring a girl upon walking into a hardware store, because she has awesome colored hair and looks a bit edgy, she calls me "Hun" as I walk out.

That happened to me yesterday - stopped in the hardware store to get some stuff for work, see this cashier who has a look I want and is pretty cute in general, walk part her to do my business at the back counter, walk out, hands full of stuff and I say do you need to see my receipt? and she replies You're good, hun.

Ugh.  Way to completely ruin my admiration of you.

At this point it's needless to say, but I will anyways: I can't stand when people I don't know call me Hun or Sweetie/Sweetheart.  I'm not your hun, bitch.