funny story: (well now, it just has to be, doesn't it...): I had just had my hair colored--my first all-over color--dark. The next week, my parents drove into town for a family funeral (the whole family hadn't died, just my great aunt). so my brother and my parents and I have been driving for an hour and a half into eastern kansas when i finally spoke up to my mom.
me: "didn't you notice my hair?"
mom: "well, yeah..."
me: "do you not like it?"
mom: "well, no, it's not that..."
me: "well then what? what is it?"
mom: "it's just what i've heard about dark hair dye..."
me: "what? what have you heard?"
mom: "it's just that... well... they think it causes bladder cancer."
me: "bladder cancer?"
me: "well, if i'm going to die of bladder cancer, mom, the least you can do is tell me you like my hair."
(i love you, mom. check out my parents' bed and breakfast.)