The most disturbing thing that's happened to me in a while

The scene: the bar at the Velvet Lounge Saturday night.

Overly friendly, slightly creepy, and a little too old to be hitting on people my age dude that's wearing a Hawaiian shirt grabs a handful of my hair from behind me. Expecting someone I know, I turn around when he says, "I just love all that blonde hair... can I cut some of it off and keep it?"

And, when I said "...No.", he asked me "why?"