The Hair Apparent

(The manager calls me to the front of the store to deal with an angry customer: I had laminated her elementary school son’s photo collage. I should have realized something was up when I see the manager is smirking.)

Customer: “You laminated one of your hairs in my son’s collage!”

Me: “I really doubt it.”

(I point out I am wearing a hat.)

Customer: *now super angry* “Don’t contradict me. You have ruined this collage!”

Me: “No, ma’am. I really don’t think that long blond hair is mine.”

(I pull off my hat. I have a shaved head.)

Customer: “Well, then, someone else must have put it there. Like her!” *points to a coworker with blond hair*

Me: “Ma’am, I am the only person who has touched this order. This hair appears to be yours.”

Customer: “Well… you should have never laminated the hair in then!”

(I point to the order form where the customer has circled ‘as is’.)

Customer: “Aaargh!” *storms out*