Could you throw this away for me?

I will admit it. I am the whitest person you will ever meet. I am a blond haired, blue eyed, half Irish half Swedish girl from the Midwest. I grew up in the suburbs. I own not one, but two Coach purses. I shop at Trader Joe's, (mostly for their cheap beer and I feel better about eating junk food if it's organic.) I have a dog that comes in a "miniature" variety and I own the miniature one. She has her own wardrobe. It's mostly pink. I will be the first person to admit that I am a stereotype. I can accept this. I only have one complaint. I will never understand hair when it comes to women who are not Caucasian. I want to. I really do. I think women are beautiful. All women. I really wish that I could "get" the hair "issues" that women with other nationalities have. That being said...

A woman comes into my work. As she is walking around the store she is taking the braids out of her hair. I am not still sure how this is working, but she is literally taking the braids out of her hair and as she is doing so, actual pieces, or strands of hair are coming out. I am assuming that she has previously purchased hair to braid into her own hair, to make her hair longer? Or thicker? Whatever, after about 20 minutes of doing this she has obviously amassed a great deal of hair in her hand. Ok. Cool. Whatever, I can deal with this. Take out your hair. It's cool. I am "down" or whatever. I may not really understand it, but I can try. I can also be cool with it.

What I am not cool with...

After this girl has finished "removing" her hair or whatever she was doing she came up to me, with her handful of hair and says,

"Can you throw this away for me?"

Really?

Like, take the hair that you braided into your head and put it into my hand and put it into the trash for you?

I am sorry, but this is where I draw the line.

I am not touching your hair. I have germ issues.

Sometimes I wash my hands for 20 minutes after touching my own hair. So, sorry, but I really can't bring myself to touch yours.

Thanks for asking though. You are clearly a very classy gal.

I probably gave her the snottiest look I could muster inadvertently, then I lifted the trash can towards her.

I hope she was offended.