I actually get a lot of compliments on the grey. In fact, I can't think of anyone who has said anything other than it looks good, or distinguished, or... pick your adjective.
I, however, hate it. Mentally, I'm still about 17. I don't particularly care for the visual reminders of middle age. Especially because my facial hair is a glorious riot of brown, blond and red. I've always been pretty fond of it. My father used to have jet black hair, but then there was this distinct line in his sideburns where the black stopped and his facial hair was flaming red. It was was wild. Of course, he went grey younger than I did, so I guess I better not complain too much.
A couple of haircuts ago my barber said "Ok, done."
I'm all like "Great, thanks."
Then he says "Yeah, I got all the grey ones for you."
Argh. Fuck.
You dick. I get it. I'm halfway to dead. Thanks for letting me know.