I keep a notebook of compliments people give me. This might seem vain (maybe it is) but sometimes it's nice to go back and read them and remember time someone loved you. One of my favorites came from one of my managers at work. She's a very serious older lady who is usually heard complaining; but on this day I was wearing a short linen dress with a pattern of lemons on it, dark blue tights, and an assortment of shiny jewelry. She looked me up and down. I was a little worried for a moment.
"Danny," she said, "you look like some kind of Garden Fairy."