I lost my hat today. And then 2 hours later, I found it.
Someone had turned it into the bitter woman working at the cash register, which is part of the reason why I did not find it right away – I was trying to avoid going back and talking to her again.
In fact, I almost left without going in and asking if someone had turned in a hat, but I decided that the $15 it would cost me to replace the hat was more important than avoiding a confrontation. Luckily, I ended up being able to talk with someone else… why? Because wench-lady was taking a break.
So, happily, I do NOT have to buy a new hat. Two hoots for that, eh?
Contributed by: Scott Copperman
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