You can't judge a book by its cover, but we often do anyways. Even those of us who make a conscious effort to live by this rule sometimes get it all wrong.. so very, very wrong.
Such was the case with my meeting of Ludwig.
Ludwig is a nice young chap. He's tall, thin, has dark, luscious, longish hair.
He's got high cheek bones and has a fashion sensibility not unlike that of a well mannered Dutch heavy metal fan. Upon meeting him I was convinced he was Scandinavian. He didn't really speak much but he did giggle at his American girlfriend's jokes... then finally Ludwig spoke.. with a lisp.. and an accent.
He was not foreign,
he was from Jersey.
