Controlling Impression

Upon meeting this gigantic, well built man, one would think pure egotistical auras would eminate from him. Later as I soon found out, however, that would prove me wrong. There I was bawling my eyes out because the pet bird had sunk its sharp beak into me. As soon as it had happened, that humungous man leaped to the rescue with band aid in hand. My thoughts of this big, overwhelming behemoth had disappeared.