That's exactly what i thought. I've come across people like that before, like when i was in my mid-teens and had really long hair, i remember quite vividly a pimped up car pulling up alongside me whilst i was on my way to the shops, the car was filled with 5-6 guys who must have been in their early twenties. The driver, upon winding down the window, leant over and shouted to me "Hey mate! Nice hair!!!". The guy in the passenger seat also looked over at me, smirking.

I thanked them and walked on, safe in the knowledge that there really are some nice people out there who are willing to compliment a young man on the state of his hairstyle. Needless to say i spent the rest of the afternoon walking around in a gleeful haze, grinning like the bloody Cheshire Cat.

So erm.... yeah, that's probably what Mike was doing alright.

"Harry, I'm going to let you in on a little secret. Every day, once a day, give yourself a present. Don't plan it, don't wait for it, just let it happen. Could be a new shirt at the men's store, a catnap in your office chair, or two cups of good, hot, black coffee. Like this."  -Dale Cooper