Back in seventh and eighth grades I went through a living Hell. I was small for my age and not very out-going (one might say "painfully shy") and puberty would wait until the summer after eighth grade. Anyway, one of the more annoying taunts was, "Hey! Kid! Can I borrow your comb?" Usually followed by raucous laughter by all within earshot. I don't know why this particular barb hurt so much, it just did. So, I went out and bought a comb! I figured that if they asked for it I would just produce it like it was the most natural thing in the world for me to carry a comb.
You know what? They never asked me that question again!! Boy, did I feel foolish! I kept waiting for that question and it never came, at least not from the kids I expected it from. I did have some very close friends (Thank GOD!) during this time and we would hang out together as friends tend to do. One day my best friend asked to borrow my comb! I was stunned, but handed it over anyway. He used it and handed it back to me and said, "Thanks!" About five paces later he pulled up short and very seriously asked me, "Why the (bleep!) do you have a comb?" I laughed so hard I couldn't breathe! When I regained control I told him that he had just paid me the ultimate compliment. He didn't get it. I explained that, to him, he didn't think of me as "Bald Steve", he just thought of me as "Steve", and that made a great deal to me and I thanked him.
This same scene happed two more times with two other friends with more or less the same reaction.
Talk about Acceptance!
What had started out as a possible lead to a fight ended up being an inadvertant test of my friends' attitude to me. I don't recommend that anyone should test friends, this was not a planned thing on my part. But it does show that when someone loves you, they don't give a hoot what you look like because they're looking at the "you" within.
So, yes, you can test after all. The people who just react to you and give you a hard time don't know you at all. They are shallow. Good friends are a blessing with no measure and it's true: You can never have enough friends!