At work yesterday I checked in what I would like to call a “young recently retired” individual. You know people who are still “old” but still young enough to walk at a normal speed and stay up for the majority of the day.
We had a little line and I told her that I was sorry for making her wait.
Her response was “it’s okay, us curly hair folks need to stick together”
Up to this point I had no idea she had curly hair, it generally isn’t a thing I look at.
She continued to say how “curly hair is amazing b/c it never goes away and that your hair will be curly forever.”
I didn’t have the heart to tell her that I was banking on getting old and my hair magically becoming straight, but I didn’t want to ruin her mode.
We then bonded over how we are both the only individuals in our family that have curly hair
I added something like “if I didn’t look so much like my sisters, I would have thought I was adopted”
And she added “my sibling use to tease me how I’m the milk mans daughter” (the milk man comment should age her… I was always told I was the mail mans daughter)
Yep, it was fun.
I’m beginning to like the “old people” the “young people” still kind of freak me out….