Hair looking like ____________.

The video store guy saw me at my worst today when I went to return the movie. Part of me wanted him to be there because I think he's cute, but the other part of me didn't want him to be there because today my hair was looking like whodunit n' whut fo'.

I furtively tried to slip the movie in the slot and leave unnoticed, but as soon as he saw me he lit up with a megawatt smile. I sheepishly smiled back and immediately deuced out. No small talk. My hair!

Aww, I love you, video store guy. You smiled at me despite my hair looking like it resisted arrest and got tasered.