Compliment?

Part of the fun of going out is looking different. Different shirt/shoes/whatever. Being the same can be boring and getting attention (either good or bad) can be much more interesting than blending in. From blue contacts to old Keyshawn Johnson NY Jets jerseys, pushing the limit of what I'm comfortable wearing and looking like keeps it interesting.

Last night I was in a bar that I go to quite a bit, and although I don't know the name of a single person that works, there, I am enough of a regular that I talk to the employees occasionally. I had gone with a different look--parted/slicked hair and a mustache, essentially--and I had this exchange with the barback:

Her (from behind the bar, after looking at me): Haha!
Me: What?
Her (doing a circular indicative motion in front of her face): This whole thing.
Me: Me?
Her: Yeah.
Me: Ah...
Her: You look handsome.

And then she wandered off.

With compliments like that, who needs negs?