Sometimes my job wins

Conversation with next desk coworker:

Me: Here are your papers back. You can have the rubber bands, too. I usually end up with four or five on my wrist by the time I get to the train.
Her: You know Sherry? Have you seen her with these up in her hair? (holds up black clip used to hold lots of papers together)
Me: Yeah
Her: I told her ‘Sheri, don’t be ghetto. Don’t be ghetto.’
Me: *laughing* Usually when I can’t find a hair thing, I look for the nearest writing implement to pull my hair up.
Her: Yeah, but at least it’s your hair you’re putting up. You didn’t have to buy it.
Me: Wow *laughing* *golf clap*