Good for him! Smart man.
A guy surrounded by his peers called me Woody Woodpecker, referring to my mohawk, and his friends roared in laughter. I turned towards him, gave an evil look, then asked, “Do you want me to tell you what I think of you?” His response was, “You look good, though!” I kept it moving with a smile on my face and disregarded his insincere compliment. Wouldn’t it have been easier and nicer to initially say that he thought I looked good, or is that too much to expect from today’s young man?