Ahem. Sorry about that. I was just innocently primping in the staff bathroom (sort of like closing the barn door after the horse has already left, but hey, a girl can try, right?)when I spotted it, shining with a sinister silver glow in the mirror. A gray hair that mocked my youth. A gray hair that said: "It only goes down hill from here! You can pluck me, but others will follow! HAHAHAHAHAAA!"
That's right. I had a maniacal gray hair and it was mocking me. So, I pulled it out and washed it down the drain just for good measure. I'll show you! HA!
