Post Office

I was walking into the post office this afternoon with actual finished wholesale orders, hooray, actual productivity happened this week. I wound up walking alongside a big, beautiful, bald, black man. I only mention his color because it completes such a fine alliteration and I love a good alliteration. I said "nice haircut" and he looked at me, suppressed initial shock and laughed. We commiserated on how hard it is to shave one's head and he was impressed I was doing it myself and hadn't cut myself yet. He lamented that people think it's so easy to be bald, but it's a lot of work, amen. We reached the entrance and went our separate ways.