We went to a local artmovie house with some friends. I happened to be en drab (male) attire. Doesn't matter too much, I usually get "Ma'm" anyway.
As I paid for my tickets the woman in the booth suddeny said "Why do YOU have acrylic nails, SIR?"
Occasionally I get a more subtle question from a stranger, something like "Do you play guitar (or banjo)?" but never anything this direct before. I was so shocked that my usual response, "I like to keep my ears and nose clean," didn't even come to mind.
I simply said, "Because I like them!"
She then said, "Oh, rock on!"
Weird! And I think her manager was right there in the booth with her.
Hugs,
Persephone.
