Thanks for this thread.
I actually didn't think it happened too much, and never thought it would happen to me. My hair is a hot, kinky/poofy wonder when airdried and has a nice texture and a tiny bit of length when twisted...finally touching the top of shoulders in back, mid neck on sides and tip of nose in front....
...anyway...my hair is NO BIG DEAL when you think of women on this board.
Imagine my surprise when not one but two different women reached into my hair last week while we were on a farm. I was on the farm (which doubles as a neat outdoor training place in Missouri with a comfy cabin, etc) to get training for my work, and we were having a hay ride. Everyone (except me) had ridden horses, played with the dogs - who had been jumping into the slimy, algae-and-bug-filled lake and eating horse dookie - petted the cats, and was just really getting in touch with nature. One woman actually lay down in the grass and laughed as the Daddy Long-Leg spiders crawled over her. Personally, I can watch nature without having to touch it all the time.
So...this woman (Daddy Long-Leg woman) reached into my hair...from behind...without asking.
I tell you, it was nothing but Jesus that I didn't smack her hand because that was my first instinct after leaning away from her...
My mom and sister are the only ones who can touch my hair without asking and by surprise. They wash their hands.
Hubby. NOT. He will cut the grass, take out the trash, play with the neighbor's pet and then come to rub my hair.
I don't like it. Not at all.
I do like the post, though.
It let me vent.
I'm getting bothered just thinking about it....
cj