The Man with the Yellow Hair

My Schwan's man was here today. He looked a little bit different and, while I didn't want to stare, it became pretty obvious that it wasn't just a new haircut that I was noticing, it was a new hair color.

We made our usual small talk and our biweekly exchange, the frozen food for me, the check for him, and as he turned and walked back to his truck I realized that his new hair color matched his truck.

I almost stopped him to comment about that, just in case there was a contest and the first person to mention that his hair matched his truck would get a prize, but I decided against it. Didn't want to embarrass him. Or myself.

Have you ever seen a Schwan's truck? Thank goodness he left off the blue highlights.