Encounters at the local supermarket

Running into the grocery store at 6 pm is the worst and I dreaded the thought of doing it, but I really wanted to make this dessert for some friends. Thankfully, I managed to squeeze into the 12 items or less lane and only had a few people in front of me. The man in front of me was a short little man, likely in his 60s and from his shortened and missing fingers, he must have worked hard in his younger days. When I thanked him for putting down the separator/bar on the belt, the following conversation ensued:

Old man: Wow, you have the most beautiful hair!
me: Umm, it does its own thing.
Man: It must be hard to comb...?
me: Oh! I just don't comb it so it's really easy!
Man: I can comb it for you! I'm good at combing hair. I used to always comb my daughters hair and my wife's hair...but now my wife has cut all her hair off, which is a shame because I like when women have long hair. (This is when he started touching my hair and getting really excited) The Creator has blessed you with such great hair. I mean, a woman's face is beautiful but when you add hair...she's just so much more beautiful. The Creator is so good to women and he made you so beautiful.
me: (half chuckling..) Yes, God is good! (How else do you respond to that?!)
Man: He is good! Do you read the Bible?
me: yes, I do.
Man: Read the last verse of Ecclesiastes Chapter 7.
me: Ok, I will.

And off he went with his tub of ice cream and it was my turn at to be checked out. I got home and read the last verse of Ecclesiastes 7... and it has nothing to do with our conversation! Just another friendly face in the north.