I loved my Gilligan hat. I put a Canadian flag pin on it. It was filthy and lopsided and turning more grey than yellow. It was everything I wanted in a hat.
It sat mostly unused for 30 years in closets. Every now and then I'd get it out. On my Lake Michigan beach outings, that hat was my friend.
|This isn't my Gilligan hat - this one looks too good.|
I was heartbroken. Not my yellow Gilligan hat! Ah, Angus, you adorable rodent impersonating a dog, you.
Fine. You can eat my hat. But you can't kill the memories. Sniff.
So I'm on a quest for a new floppy hat. I bought one a few years ago for Cheeseburger shows but it actually fits and looks good, and I don't want that.
I went to the new Crossing Thrift Store. It's big and neat and organized and has no floppy hats. Ugh.
I went to the Salvation Army Family Store, the new one at Fifth and Broadway. It's huge and neat and organized and has no floppy hats. Double ugh.
I went down the street to the People's Choice thrift store. It's crammed with stuff, has no aisle room and there are always interesting people in there. I love it. The employees said hello and asked if I needed anything. At the other two new places, the employees looked a little harried and busy - it can't be easy working in all that space.
Anyway, the place down the street had some floppy hats, but not the right kind.
So. I'm on the lookout for a good floppy hat, preferably used and without any shape. Yellow or orange would be nice. I'm doing some serious water activities this weekend (i.e., sitting by a lake) so I need it soon.
And there is no way Angus is getting anywhere near it.
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