I spent most of the day camped out behind a “Do Not Disturb” sign, then I went out around 3 pm to see a movie. I ran into the maid in the hallway, and it was pretty clear she was just finishing her last room and wasn’t thrilled to see me coming out of a room she thought she’d be able to skip. I told her not to bother with it, which cleared the scowl off her face, and she asked if I needed any towels or anything.

Backstory: Zoe’s school has an annual charity drive where they give small toiletries to a local shelter. Hotels stock the bathrooms with bars of soap, shampoo, conditioner and lotion, so I always take that stuff home to give to Zoe’s school.

So the maid asks me if I need anything, and I told her “Yeah, just the shampoo stuff.” She gave me a really strange look and said “Okay…” in a Dude, you’re weird! kind of voice.

It wasn’t until later that I realized why: I shave my head. Why would I need shampoo?