I get curious when I look at the covers of the supermarket tabloids, and once in a while I look at the insides when I’m bored waiting in line. But it’s not something that I “should” care about—and it’s not like the tabloids are known for their accuracy anyway—so I don’t think about them when I’m not looking at them. And just seeing the covers has already made me sick of the Brad Pitt / Angelina Jolie / Jennifer Aniston love triangle.
I get curious when I look at the covers of the supermarket tabloids, and once in a while I look at the insides when I’m bored waiting in line. But it’s not something that I “should” care about—and it’s not like the tabloids are known for their accuracy anyway—so I don’t think about them when I’m not looking at them. And just seeing the covers has already made me sick of the Brad Pitt / Angelina Jolie / Jennifer Aniston love triangle.