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The Bagel Lady

I've cut bagels out of my morning routine completely, but I'm still having a hard time giving up the coffee. This morning I walked into the bagel shop, and started getting my coffee, and there sat the lady who would make me question why some people are allowed to live! (just kidding) There's a new bagel lady who sits at the counter eating breakfast every morning before she starts her shift. I've always thought she was a little on the looney side. Today she had a conversation with me as I was filling up my coffee cup.

Bagel Lady: What color is that on your hair?
Me: What?
Bagel Lady: What color is that on your hair?
Me: It's my natural color??
Bagel Lady: Oh, your natural color. It's very pretty.
Me: Thank you.
Bagel Lady: But what color is it?
Me: What?
Bagel Lady: What color is your hair?
Me: Ummmm...RED???
Bagel Lady: Oh, well, it's very pretty. And I think it's sandy brown.

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Jessiedc28 said…
This entry made me cry with laughter.

Why do people always ask you dumb questions about your hair!?

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