Not-Bogart13
Call Me a Cab
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I was in Target today, looking for a few things, and stopped to poke around their hat selection. You know the ones... cheap stingy brims made of cotton or paper straw and all that.
So, I'm trying on a few (I need a new straw for those "it might get ruined" days), and feeling somehow dirty as I pull off my Art Fawcett lid to replace it with... well...
As I'm doing this, a young boy, maybe 10, and his father come near (both hatless). The boy is distracted by something nearby, but the father points. The boy is oblivious for a moment, then says, "hats." Dad says "that's what I was pointing at."
Now, at first, the boy is dazzled by some bright ballcap with a logo on it, but then notices the other stuff. He comments that they are 'expensive" at $14.99 (in a way a child does when attempting reverse psychology). And the father says something that made me proud to be a man of his generation. I forget his exact turn of phrase, but it was something like, "you have to pay a little more for some real style," in an encouraging tone. Then he asked his son what kind of hats they were, and the kid read the label, "It's a fe-dor-a." As I walked away, I heard the father say, "Fedora. I like saying Fedora." I smiled briefly, knowingly, at him. We both knew that kid was going home with his first fedora today.
So, I'm trying on a few (I need a new straw for those "it might get ruined" days), and feeling somehow dirty as I pull off my Art Fawcett lid to replace it with... well...
As I'm doing this, a young boy, maybe 10, and his father come near (both hatless). The boy is distracted by something nearby, but the father points. The boy is oblivious for a moment, then says, "hats." Dad says "that's what I was pointing at."
Now, at first, the boy is dazzled by some bright ballcap with a logo on it, but then notices the other stuff. He comments that they are 'expensive" at $14.99 (in a way a child does when attempting reverse psychology). And the father says something that made me proud to be a man of his generation. I forget his exact turn of phrase, but it was something like, "you have to pay a little more for some real style," in an encouraging tone. Then he asked his son what kind of hats they were, and the kid read the label, "It's a fe-dor-a." As I walked away, I heard the father say, "Fedora. I like saying Fedora." I smiled briefly, knowingly, at him. We both knew that kid was going home with his first fedora today.
