Sunday, May 22, 2016

I Lost My Cover

This isn't quite a First World Problem, but I did just lose my 29-year-old Army cap on a walk downtown to have a couple beers with a friend.

Somewhere it fell out of my pocket. I retraced my steps on the way back but I didn't find it. Someone has a nicely faded old-style camo pattern cap from the 1980s, nicely faded and frayed the way an E-4 likes it to show he isn't a new soldier.

I still have my backup cap. Which looks brand new. So now people will think I'm a new soldier despite my advanced age.

Or that I picked it up in an Army surplus store.

I know it is a minor problem. But still. Somebody picked up that cap today and probably is wearing it.