To the cutie in the red sweater working in the local craft store: tonight you offered a box and Christmas wrap for two of the teeniest presents I could purchase. I said no to both, still reeling from my asshat week and cranky to boot. Then, at my disheveled-est, you told me my hair with soft curls was cute. I wasn't nearly as responsive as I should have been, but your sweet comment left me in tears on the bus home. That was officially the best thing that's happened to me in weeks—I wish I'd said yes to your box when it was on offer. —Still Cranky But Now About Missing My Chance