An Interesting Evening
There is a small group of elderly folks who are regulars at this pub. When I went in and settled onto a stool one lady, Annie, who is in her 70s said that she lost her bet. Naturally I inquired about the bet. It seems that they had a running bet about what sort of hat I would be wearing when I came in.
It's no secret that I like hats, and I suppose folks notice that. I wear everything from a cowboy hat to a Homberg, although a fedora is most common for me. Tonight I was wearing my rabbit lined quilted hat as it was kind of cold and the wind was blowing.
I suppose it had never really occurred to me that people actually noticed what sort of hat I was wearing at any given time. I guess instead of being the old "cat lady" I'm the old "hat guy".
Several people there were glad to see me and bought me drinks so I guess being the old hat guy isn't so bad.
: Nothing wrong with hats Mason, seems it is become your "trademark".

