I went out today sporting my Sox hat, and went to the liquor store where one of the cashiers (who I had only known in the last 2-3 years) claimed to be a Sox fan. I walked in and he looked at me and laughed, saying, "How can you still be wearing that thing?" He pointed to my hat, at which point I took it off, thinking I had inavertently put on my beat-to-hell pre-2000 cap, that in my defense has just been broken in. But no, it was my pristine hat my wife bought me last year after being embarrassed to see me in public wearing the other one. I glared at him, walked out, and bought my three-and-ten juice of forgetfulness and optimism elsewhere.
:cowboy up: