Not a hat at all
The greatest thing that has ever happened to me on the bus happened last winter. This guy sat down in front of me, and I thought to myself, “my, what an interesting stocking cap he’s wearing!”. The cap in question was navy blue, and flipped very casually to one side of the back of the guys’ head. It looked like one of those hippy-ish floppy hats you often see on bus riding hipster-types.
Upon closer inspection I noticed a small tag sticking out of the back of the hat. That was when I realized that it was not a hat. It was, in all seriousness, a pair of little kids sweatpants. The waistband served as the head-opening, and the legs were folded carefully at the back of the head. Awesome.
I immediately sent my sister a text message, relaying the hilarity of the sweatpant-hat. She wrote back, “I know that guy!” And that is why I love Minneapolis. It is the smallest town in the world.
Jul 23rd, 2008 at 12:26 pm
Thank you so much. My whole day is better after reading this story.
Sep 1st, 2008 at 2:59 pm
At least it wasn’t the guy who wears underwear on his head.