further adventures in baldness

[Interior, day, La Quinta Inn in Fresno, California. A CLERK looks at the ID of a road-weary woman, CHERYL, as she checks in.]

CLERK: So...you don't have hair no more, or you're just keeping it short under that hat?

CHERYL: No, I'm going through chemo right now.

CLERK: Oh, yeah, I had a feeling. I didn't want to say anything, though. I didn't want to ask and be rude.

CHERYL: But you did ask.

CLERK: Sorry, I shouldn't have been intrusive.

CHERYL: It's okay, I could have lied if I wanted to.

CLERK: I don't like liars.

Comments

Sizzle said…
People are the weirdest.

At least you can find the humor in the absurd, right?
Cheryl said…
Yes, definitely. And it's a laugh riot here at La Quinta. :-)
Bronwyn said…
This is amazing. You can't make this stuff up.
Cheryl said…
Doesn't it make you miss all those trips to the Central Valley?
Peter Varvel said…
Um, okay, wow.
Have there been similar comments to deal with in public? :p

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