Hair I Am

I just popped down to street level to mail some things before the 3pm pick up. On the way back up I was joined in the elevator by a young East Asian woman with great hair in a classic style.

As the doors closed she leaned her head to her left and finger combed all that hair to one side. She proceeded to comb and comb and comb her tresses with her Palmolive-worthy digits for the rest of the ride. The action isn't so weird. It's definitely something I'd do, sort of a comfort gesture, or a boredom one, if I were alone. Even if I was in a movie or something I can see the repetitive motion being really pleasantly soothing. In an elevator and not alone it struck me as a little odd.

In the mean time she has hair I can't even conjur for myself in my dreams, it's that unrealistic for me and my cowlick-fest. I couldn't stop watching her (totally fine since she was bent away from me, absorbed in her task) and finding myself both wildly jealous and a little aroused.

What's the weirdest thing you've seen today?