I just got back from Walmart, the place that sucks money out of one’s wallet. I love seeing all the different people in the store – they run the gamut from Chassidic overdressed to tattooed and pierced and lots of naked flesh.
There was a pretty young mommy there, dressed much like me – denim skirt, tee shirt, flip flops, scarf on her head. She had her headscarf tied in a bun at the back – I tie it that way myself sometimes. But wearing it like that, the weight of the scarf pulls it down, so unless you secure the sides with bobby pins, you run the risk of it falling off or you spend much of the day pulling it forward while pushing back your hair – the “pull and push” maneuver – a move that most of us haircoverers are used to doing.
We entered the store at the same time. By the time we got to the cash register at the same time, I noticed her scarf had slipped way way way back on her head, almost to the point of no return. I know I would want someone to tell me that my scarf was about to fall off, but I didn’t know how open this woman would be to a stranger mixing in to her business. Maybe she wouldn’t care that her scarf was almost off her head. I couldn’t leave it alone though. I kept thinking if I were her I would want some well meaning person to let me know.
I managed to catch her eye and made a motion with my hand and my scarf and pointed to her head. Her hand went up, searched for her scarf and yanked it all the way forward. She flashed me a smile, blushed to her roots, and turned back to the cashier.
Would you have left it alone, or would you have done the same as me?