No Mo' Red Hurr
6 December 2004
There’s this girl named Joanna in my Psychology class who is sort of cute. Last Friday, during a ten minute break in the middle of class, I got up, and walked out into the hall. (This was the first class I had been in since redying my hair from red to black.) Joanna was standing nearby. When she saw me, she said, “Hey… Michael… Ya don’ haf yer red hurr no mo’, huh?” Unable to comprehend what she had said, I replied, “What?”
“Ya don’ haf yer red hurr no mo’, huh?” Completely turned off by her inability to use the English language correctly, I was only able to mutter, “Nope…” then walk away.
Scratched her off the list…
