A life profound

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 I could give you. Really.”
I tucked my debit card into my wallet… picked up my keys and cellphone.
I thanked him…

Still smiling as I pulled the flatbed cart to the door, then waved and said good bye.

Hmmmmm. A life profound.