So, this past weekend, I went out with the girls to a bar. Near the end of the night, we’re waiting by the door for my husband to pick us up, and this guy approaches me. I am completely sober, and he seems like he’s had a few too many.

He walks over, leans in close and says, ‘I just wanted to tell you that I love your hair.’ (And, yes, he was stroking my head. Awkward.)

I laughed and said thanks. He went on to tell me that my hair is beautiful and that I’m beautiful.

Then he asks who we’re waiting for.

When I tell him that we’re waiting for my husband, he laughs, backs away a little, and says, ‘Well, that’s too bad for me, hey? Make sure you tell him I say hi, and that you are one hot babe.’

I assured him that I would, he gave my head one last stroke, winked and walked away.

I have to say, of all the times I’ve been hit on, this was the nicest.
Thank you, random stranger, for making me feel good about my hair!

–Submitted by Britt–

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