A very attractive acquaintance of mine, who once had beautiful flowing long hair, got her tresses cut, well, awful short 🙁
So short, in fact, that I wasn’t sure it was her when she was in my arms tonight while dancing. “Hi, I’m Adam” I hesitatingly introduced myself, to which she replied with mock exasperation, “Uh, I’m [so-and-so], remember?”
She realized, of course, that I didn’t recognize her because of her major crop job. And certainly, my expected response would have been “You look great.”
But I didn’t think that was true, so I just smiled and apologized for my doofish inability to recognize her.
She smiled back, but I’m wondering whether she was hurt that I didn’t compliment her on her new doo.
I might even have considered saying something nice, but I’m a lousy liar.
This, indeed, also explains why I never became a lawyer.