Conversation at the supermarket checkout:
Cashier: Here’s your change, and have a nice day. (Turns suddenly serious.) Can I give you some advice?
Me: Um, alright…
Cashier: Don’t cut your hair. Ever.
Me: (Blinks, leaves not sure whether to be flattered or unerved.)
Problem is, it's getting kind of tangled, so I was planning on getting a trim next week - but it feels really stupid to do it after being specifically warned not to - like, 'lets split up to explore the haunted house!' stupid.
If I vanish unexpectedly, you'll know what happened.
Cashier: Here’s your change, and have a nice day. (Turns suddenly serious.) Can I give you some advice?
Me: Um, alright…
Cashier: Don’t cut your hair. Ever.
Me: (Blinks, leaves not sure whether to be flattered or unerved.)
Problem is, it's getting kind of tangled, so I was planning on getting a trim next week - but it feels really stupid to do it after being specifically warned not to - like, 'lets split up to explore the haunted house!' stupid.
If I vanish unexpectedly, you'll know what happened.