Friend 1: Your hair is getting really gray. I haven't seen you for almost a month, and I can definitely tell the difference.
Me: I know. It's been doing that for a long time. I think it's just accelerating now.
Friend 1: Must be stress. Have you considered dying it? You should dye it.
Me: I'm not going to dye it. I've pretty much resigned myself to the fact that I'm going to have a full head of white hair within the next five years. I just hope that girls are serious when they say they dig the look of a distinguished gentleman.
Friend 2: You can't start dying your hair. You're only 34. What are you going to do, dye it for the next forty years?
Me: I know, right? Doing that would be the equivalent of a guy who is going bald resorting to the comb-over to try and hide it. Only losers try the comb-over for forty years. I'm not dying my hair.