I got my hair cut after work today. I was also dressed a bit snappier than usual, which isn't saying much since I normally dress like a cross between a skateboarder and an unemployed lumberjack. Afterwards, as I was walking down the street, some pretty girl in the back of a car smiled and waved at me. While that is not unheard of, it has been a while. Was it the haircut?
After that I stopped off for a drink before heading home. On my way out of the establishment, the female bartender yelled out to me, "Me love you long time!" I swear she actually said that -- I would not make up something that bizarre. Must have been the haircut.