T: Miss Saraaa. You look different.

Me: I look different? How do I look different?

T looks me over quizzically, not sure exactly how I look different. I know what it is that she noticed so I show my body from the side so that she can see my hair.

T (noticing my hair): You have a ponytail!
Smiling, I say, “Yes, I do have a ponytail today.”

Then T looks at me quizzically again. With her eyebrows raised, she asks, “How did your hair get so long?”

Me: How did it get long? It was always this long. You just always see me with a bun. [I show her how my hair gets shorter when I do a bun.] See? …. [I let down my hair again in a ponytail.] How do I look?

T: …….You look different.

😂😂 Oh T.