A Hairy Situation With A Colorful Solution

(At this point, my brother has not met my boyfriend. My boyfriend is ginger, with red hair, pale skin, and freckles. He knocks on the door and my brother answers.)

Boyfriend: “Hi. Is [My Name] there?”

Brother: *yelling* “Hey, [My Name], a weird ginger kid is here to see you!”

(My hair is a rat’s nest and I haven’t changed my clothes in three days. I do NOT want my boyfriend seeing me like this. My brother pushes me out the door.)

Brother: “Go talk to the weird ginger kid. Go talk to the weird ginger kid.”

Me: “No, please, my hair—”

(He pushes me outside and locks the door.)

Boyfriend: “Uh, hi. Do you want to come to a party at [Friend]’s house?”

Me: “Sure, just let me take a shower.”

(I get my brother to let me in after I tell him I talked to the ‘weird ginger kid.’ Once I get inside:)

Me: “That ‘weird ginger kid’ was [Boyfriend]!”

Brother: “Well, how was I supposed to know that?”

Me: “IT DOESN’T MATTER! YOU DON’T CALL PEOPLE THE ‘WEIRD GINGER KID!'”