True story.
I was shopping today at the restaurant supply store. A checker (who is older than me, by the way) I’ve seen many times over the years asked me if I always wear my hair this way.
(you know… undyed, twisted up in a bun)
I smiled and said, “Yes, I do.”
He said, “It looks so nice. You remind me of my grandmother.”
I smiled. I think I looked down. (wincing and smiling)
He said, “No, no, no. That’s the highest compliment [...]
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