It really grates on my nerves, all these very bad jokes about my birthmark, a large freckle, or rather cluster of freckles, on my left upper arm. This mark, you say does not compare to some other people's marks. Well, that may be so but I really do not care to get caught in the position of speculating upon the meaning of birthmarks. Whatever. I was dealt this handful of freckles and I wouldn't be me without them. So your cheapskate attempts to make me the marked woman fall flat, very very flat. Your shrill tones are like fingernails on a chalkboard.