Sunday, February 27, 2011
Everyone Hates My Hat
Jun 6, 2010
It’s true. Everyone hates my hat. It’s the kind of hat that golfers, boaters, and newspapers boys wear. I wanted something that I could wear with my long sleeve shirts without being a cowboy hat or a baseball cap. I wanted something that said, “I am independent. I am a free thinker. I am someone who has great ideas.” But it hasn’t gone over well.
My Mom hates it. My Dad thinks I am pulling some sort of prank. My girlfriend Roxy (not her real name) thinks I look like the Sea Captain on the bottle of seafood spices that I got her. My sister hasn’t said a word to me about it. I’m just giving that a bit of time. I’m sure she will let her feelings be known soon.
I just wanted to be this guy. This guy who does… stuff. I wanted to be a man who can wear a hat proudly, and know in my heart of hearts, that I can do stuff. I never wanted this to come between me and everyone. I just wanted something on my head. Something just to hold my hair down. I want everyone to know that I am still me. I just have something on my head, and it’s ok. I want everyone to know that I still love and care about you all. Even if you all hate my hat.
Angela Flowers I do not care who knows this, but I am completely in love with your hat. There. I said it.