I can't really complain about yesterday a whole lot; Sundays are usually filled with good-natured customers at my store. It's around a quarter to seven in the morning, and as I'm pondering the fact that whomever decided the store needs to be open at 6AM should be punished badly, a guy walks up to my register. Young, but he had a long goatee, lots of piercings, and holes ripped in the knees of his jeans, but no big deal, right?
I wish.
As I'm ringing him up, he looks as if he's dying to ask me something, and finally does so when he pays. I have red hair. So does he - this is important, I promise.
Hippy guy: "Um . . . I want to ask you, were both of your parents redheaded?"
Me: "Well, I'm adopted, but we're pretty sure that my mother was blonde and my dad was a redhead."
HG: "Oh . . . . well, I asked because see, someone told me that redheads are like, dying out, man. And my girlfriend is blonde so I was wondering if our baby would too, cause they keep saying that we're dying out. My hair used to be the same exact color as yours, but it got darker and darker, but when I'm in the sun a lot . . . yeah. And my sister, hers is just like yours except brighter red."
Me: *laughs* "Oh, I'd hardly say that, there are lots of us in this town alone. We're quite a thriving breed, actually."
HG: "Yeah, but I still think that we're dwindling. They keep saying there are less and less of us!"
Me: (growing a bit concerned for his mental health at that point) "I really don't think so."
HG: "Whew, I hope not! 'Cause that would suck, man."
By now, I'm desperately hoping that more early bird customers would be ready to check out, as I was the only cashier in the store. Never before have I been so glad to see them. I'm just glad I chose not to bring up the subject that in medieval days, redheads were thought to be witches and burned at the stake. Who knows what he might have started going on about.
Just . . . wow.
Slightly OT, but what is it with people and redheads? I can be walking around with a friend or family member, a little redheaded kid walks by, and the person I'm with has to make the statement, "Oh look, it's your little sister/brother!"
I've even had one customer go on saying that I was some sort of magical fairy or nymph, "Because everyone knows that people with red hair and green eyes has magical properties!"
I wish.
As I'm ringing him up, he looks as if he's dying to ask me something, and finally does so when he pays. I have red hair. So does he - this is important, I promise.
Hippy guy: "Um . . . I want to ask you, were both of your parents redheaded?"
Me: "Well, I'm adopted, but we're pretty sure that my mother was blonde and my dad was a redhead."
HG: "Oh . . . . well, I asked because see, someone told me that redheads are like, dying out, man. And my girlfriend is blonde so I was wondering if our baby would too, cause they keep saying that we're dying out. My hair used to be the same exact color as yours, but it got darker and darker, but when I'm in the sun a lot . . . yeah. And my sister, hers is just like yours except brighter red."
Me: *laughs* "Oh, I'd hardly say that, there are lots of us in this town alone. We're quite a thriving breed, actually."
HG: "Yeah, but I still think that we're dwindling. They keep saying there are less and less of us!"
Me: (growing a bit concerned for his mental health at that point) "I really don't think so."
HG: "Whew, I hope not! 'Cause that would suck, man."
By now, I'm desperately hoping that more early bird customers would be ready to check out, as I was the only cashier in the store. Never before have I been so glad to see them. I'm just glad I chose not to bring up the subject that in medieval days, redheads were thought to be witches and burned at the stake. Who knows what he might have started going on about.
Just . . . wow.
Slightly OT, but what is it with people and redheads? I can be walking around with a friend or family member, a little redheaded kid walks by, and the person I'm with has to make the statement, "Oh look, it's your little sister/brother!"
I've even had one customer go on saying that I was some sort of magical fairy or nymph, "Because everyone knows that people with red hair and green eyes has magical properties!"
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