Some time ago I was in the supermarket doing my shopping and this angelic looking little girl approached me, smiled and said "Excuse me are you a witch?" to which I replied "Yes".

She ran off giggling.
As I went on with my shopping, it was on my mind - why did the little girl ask me if I was a witch? Am I scary to look at or something? Do I look like a witch? I really was beginning to feel a little perturbed about it.

After all, I'm a lady of a certain indeterminate age and can be a little sensitive about these things!

Later on during my shopping trip, a woman approached me and asked if her daughter had asked me if I was a witch. I told her yes she had and I had replied that I was a witch to her daughter.
She apologised profusely and blamed the incident on her daughter reading a Roald Dahl book where the witch always wears black gloves and wears sunglasses!
I always wear gloves on the bike and in the sunny weather usually wear sunglasses. I always ride the bike to the supermarket.
P.S. The woman found it quite funny that I'd told her daughter that yes, I was a witch.