Mop head

A lady sat down in my chair and told me to “do something with this mop.” Then she got quiet, in that uncomfortable way. It turns out that growing up, her father had always called her “mop head.” He had recently passed away, and she realized she would never hear it again.

I assured her that if she didn’t cut her hair, then inevitably someone would call her that again, but it wouldn’t be the same.

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