This is what I heard a female voice say from behind me, while I stood in line at the beer store yesterday.

Like just about any man in a similar situation I assumed I’d just caught an unecessarily loud snippet of someone else’s conversation, so I didn’t even think to turn around.

But then once again: “What hair product do you use? It’s awesome.” Shocked and shaky, I turned to find two women, a guy, and their dog, all looking at my hair. I sort of managed an “Are you serious?”

“Yeah!”

Now after many years I’ve gotten to the point where I don’t hate my hair utterly, and some days I actually almost like it. It’s thick and stubborn but I know it will always remain exactly where it is: I will never go bald. But there is nothing remotely unique, unusual, or comment-worthy about it, believe me.

Still, I played, and attempted to describe the waxy stuff I use. It comes in a tube, like lip balm, but fatter, larger… lime green cap. The guy joined in now, looking me in the eyes earnestly he asked “So is it a drugstore product or a salon product?”

The dog, mercifully, kept out of it.

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