Men don't wear hats any more, I guess. So maybe that's why nobody sells them. Or maybe it's the other way around. Whichever, I went to the mall this moring - the biggest mall in the western part of the state - the biggest mall in the valley - to buy a hat and they don't have no hats. No real hats. Baseball caps, sure - whole stores full of nothing but baseball caps. But no, you know, real hats. For men. In fact, once you get past Sears and JCPenny's, it's no easy thing to find men's clothing - any kind - at all. Boys, sure. Men, not so much.
So then I got back from the mall and dropped by the cleaners to pick up a shirt (I'm starting to sound like some kind of fancy dude, right? Hats, pressed shirts, and all...) but on Saturday they close at 1:00. PM. And it's the only cleaners in town.
I ordered a hat online. Now I'm thinking, if I'm really going to wear pressed shirts, I need an iron.
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