I'm getting old....

I love to wear hats. They make you look finished and hide the grease for the busy days. (Shoot... I just gave away my secret) Anyways, I was searching for hats and went into Hollister thinking they would probably have some....

Then I realized.... I'm Old.

It was loud, and it smelled like a high school prom filled with boys wearing way to much cologne. When an employee asked if I needed any help finding anything, I said "What!?" three times because of the loud music and then said "Yeah, you could help me by turning on the lights, opening the window, and turning down the music." She stared at me with that "This is the greatest store in the universe" glaze and walked away. And, the hats didn't fit, they were too small....

Well, I've completed the first step: ADMISSION
I admit it, I'm OLD.