You know you're having a bad day when

In line at the grocery store a small child tells her mom you look like a bad man.

Funny story. One surreal day, I think sixteen or eighteen years ago, at the local burger joint I walked by a little girl who stood up in her seat and pointed at me and declared to the restaurant, "This guy is a kind guy". It might even have been her daughter today. The mom did insist to her she was sure I was a kind man and all.

I have tried for most of my adult life to live up to her estimation of me. Where did I go wrong? I guess I should have washed my hair before going to the store.