Why Red Roots are hard to Cover

So let's just be honest. Redheads are sometimes known as being a little passionate or crazy. This may be because we are. Although I have tried to dye my hair, (asking in Italian for blonde but getting brown because their concept of blonde is screwed by the amount of dark hair here,) and my hair has rather quickly faded back to red. You can't cover it up, and I think it has something to do with the personality that comes with it.

Today I went to the bank to send my money to America. I will be arriving in a few days and need to have cash when I get there, not to mention to pay off my rather large credit card bill. As I told the lady what to do with my money she refused, along the lines as since you are not an Italian with an account here, but a foreigner we cannot do this for you. I instantly begin to cry, because that is what redheads do. (These are the same bankers that asked me, having German citizenship, if Germany was part of the EU. Umm...yes, yes it is.)

After arriving at work 2 hours early...I expected to be at the bank for a while...I wrote an email to my mommy expressing my redheaded on fire concerns. The title of this email was, "I HATE Italy." I went on to say how the Italian banking systems are for morons.

After I few hours I realized what a feisty child I had been. I do not hate Italy. They do have good coffee, cute scooters, marvelous monuments, fantastic wine, wonderful fashion, and I somehow think the perfume smells better here. I think my joy for going to for the holidays has become a unjustified disdain for my current country. Yes, I come home in a week. Yes, I have many Italian Christmas gifts. Yes, I will watch the National Lampoon's Christmas vacation tonight. Yes, country Christmas songs have been playing in my head. Yes, sometimes I am an irrational redhead you takes a setback for yelling and crying, and cursing and screaming in foreign languages, but hey, I have an excuse.