Rainy Banglacola Day
Minding my own business. Door to the store opens, polite young lad comes in.
“Excuse me, ma’am. Did I see online that you all sell Islamic hats? Head caps?”
“Noooo. I’m afraid that wasn’t us. Now, in the fall we sell Barbour watch caps, but that’s as close as we come.”
“Do you know where in town I could find one? I have kind of a formal occasion I’d like to wear it for.”
“I can’t think of anywhere, honestly. Tell you what! Why don’t you just stop and ask at the mosque where they get theirs?”
Pregnant pause.
“Why would I ask the mosque? You can’t think of anyplace?”
Nope. I’m done. Good luck.
Fun, Life | tree hugging sister | 
May 12, 2017 6:09 pm
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Not really sure what to think about that one.
Defies description.