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I've always wanted to be the sort who wears a hat all over the place. I've mooned over the stolid fedora, grinned at the whimsical fez, longed for the bohemian beret, extolled the honest bowler. However, I never had a really good hat for my own. (I mean, I had that communist-China army cap, but it was too small and uncomfortable.)
Then, yesterday, through an unusual series of events*, I found myself with not one, but two new hats.
* (1) A planned trip with my roommates to TGI Fridays, (2) one roommate's desire for a new pair of sunglasses, (3) a "$10 off on purchases of $20 or more" coupon handed out at the entrance to Value City, and (4) an announcement over the intercom about a shoe sale, causing me to turn and head to the rear of the store, past the hats.
Then, yesterday, through an unusual series of events*, I found myself with not one, but two new hats.
* (1) A planned trip with my roommates to TGI Fridays, (2) one roommate's desire for a new pair of sunglasses, (3) a "$10 off on purchases of $20 or more" coupon handed out at the entrance to Value City, and (4) an announcement over the intercom about a shoe sale, causing me to turn and head to the rear of the store, past the hats.
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