gray hair

So, I'm sitting in the hospital cafeteria minding my own business. You know how Black folk groom each? You like tuck your tag in or pick lint outta your hair? Okay, so yea. I'm sitting there eating oatmeal and I feel somebody walk past me. I wasn't really paying attention. She turns back around and says "you have something in your hair" and proceeds to pick it out. Whatever it was she couldn't get it and kept trying. Finally, she's like 'oh, it's your gray hair!' We both laugh. I think it might be time for a hair cut.