I went to Starbucks this morning because I needed at least 44 ounces of caffeine before I could even think about starting my day, and the little cashier girl behind the counter had the most adorable haircut. It was short and tousled and fit her cute face perfectly.
"I love your hair," I told her as she handed me the caffeine equivalent of getting an electric shock treatment. "I wish I could pull off something that short."
"Thanks!" The cashier smiled, running a hand through it. "I don't know how it would look on a girl, though."
At which point I immediately grounded my brain to a halt before I could ask what perfume he was wearing or if he got his pants at The Limited. Next up is to ask a big girl if she is pregnant, a bearded lady where she buys her jock straps, and a little person if they wear lifts.
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A great big thank you from Sarah Keel's co-workers at Tanger (aka Beth and Kelly) We have been laughing at your posts this afternoon. What a hoot. Particularly this one, because I too have run into some real "gender benders" at the local Starbucks. . . is that on the application somewhere??? "Must befuddle those in need of caffine as to your genetic background - check yes or no" Have mercy.
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