I'm the last person to judge and categorize people just by the way god made them look. In fact, even the commonly used 1 to 10 rating system for a persons look is working for me just fine and I don't care if I'm with a 1 or a 10 - those shallow things don't count.
BUT then there are people that don't even make it into that rating system, not because they're too pretty, that doesn't happen, no, I'm talking people that god clearly played a prank on, maybe punished them for being Hitler or that guy that played the Penguin on the 60s Batman series in their past lifes. You instantly notice those people when you see em. They don't appaear in packs cause there aren't too many of em out there and sometimes you just accidently look at them or you have to look at them for job reasons or whatever.
And even in this case I say: let em live, just let em live, it's prolly nothing they could've done about it, so just treat em with respect and like you didn't notice the obvious.
The story could end right here, with a happy end for us and them but no ... amongst those there are people that have a huuuuuuuge attitude goin alongside their uglyness and that my friends, I cannot tolerate. When someone gives you lemons, in this case, really bad lemons, you've gotta at least try and make lemonade but when you don't and on top of that you cop an attitude like you're a fuckin Perfect 10, all bets are off. There's a reason people say 'you act like a Perfect 10' - it's because when you are a Perfect 10, you CAN act like a Perfect 10, cause you're a fuckin Perfect 10 and everyone is gonna be fuckin nice to you cause they live in a dream world where 'being nice' + 'to someone who is hot' equals 'sex'. Simple as that.
Ugly people, you just can't afford that, tough noogies, but that's how it is.
On a somewhat different level (literally and figuratively) the same goes for midgets or differently heighted persons or whatever da fuck you have to call em these days - You can't act up with a guy that's 6'4 and over 300 pounds. He's just gonna put you on a hanger and close the goddamn wardrobe.
Now, you might see all of this completely different and have the opinion that god just sometimes is in a hurry wraping his gifts, like we all are from time to time, and that's cool with me, I won't take that opinion away from you, still ... when you look at someone and can't convince yourself after weeks that the person is at least somewhat adorable, not even in a National Geographic kinda way, stop trying ... you're not a bad person.
