What Is 'A Blonde Moment' Called in Countries Where People Don't Have Blond(e) Hair?

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For the members from countries where the prevailing hair colour is dark brown and/or black: The Cambridge Dictionary defines 'have a blonde moment' as "to forget something or do something silly, in a way that is sometimes thought to be typical of women with blonde hair." We should avoid such expressions, shouldn't we? After all, this is an outrageously sexist remark. Yet, I, a blonde woman (formerly genuine, now helped along by a hairdresser and chemical liquids) am of the opinion that some political incorrectness is ok and can spice up life. Thank God I don't live in a country (I won't name it) where people can lose their jobs because of a harmless remark someone finds intrusive. Today I went to the supermarket with my trolley (it's not far from our house). I intended to buy quite a lot and had decided right from the beginning to take a taxi back home. I do that occasionally not only to avoid pulling the trolley but also because the taxidrivers carry my goods up two flights of stairs. They get a nice tip for that and everybody is happy. When I had unpacked four big bags of goods and stowed them away, I could have called the mission 'accomplished'. Yet, I had the vague feeling that something was not as it should be. After some scalp scratching it dawned on me: my trolley was nowhere to be seen! By chance I still had the list of goods I wanted to buy in my pocket. All things on this list were with me and stowed away. Hmm. I called the taxi driver and asked him if he could check if my trolley was still in the boot of his car. He told me at once that he knew it wasn't. Hmm again. I called the information of the supermarket and asked if they could check the area of the rear exit where I had waited for the taxi if there was a lonely trolley. A friendly woman described my trolley and said that it was standing in front of her. I had forgotten my mobile phone and asked a shop-assistant at the lottery and tobacco stand if she could call a taxi for me. Then I went to the exit without my trolley. Why? Search me! Someone found it and took it to the information. On Monday I'll go there and fetch it. Will I be embarrassed? No way! I know enough dark-haired people who have moments which are blonder than blonde. I think I'll have a laugh with whoever will hand me my trolley. ----- Photo. pixabay