When in the Roots store in Eaton Mall, Ron was looking for a hat. He spends as much time looking at hats as I do browsing a bookstore, so I just took a seat in one of the comfortable chairs on offer. To my left was a father and son who were also waiting for their shopping family member or just came in for a fine seat to rest.
On the chairs across from me were some attractive throw pillows. I suggested Ron hold them up while I photograph him. All very playful, childlike, but no one was harmed before we continued our pursuit of hat hunting.
Our next stop was H & M. Not only did they have traditional hats, they had a variety of offerings that gave rise to spirited joy. After trying on one hat, Ron took my photo. Then I spotted another hat with turkey drumsticks and fit that on my head as well. Ron started to take a photo when we heard “Gentlemen, gentlemen, this is inappropriate. If you wish to purchase a hat, you are welcome to take as many photographs as you wish. Until then you must stop.”
Here we are, two seniors being scolded by an almost middle-aged stick-in-the-mud. Of course, I can understand his point, but hell, these hats are there for fun. Who in their right mind is going to pay $40 for one of these? What difference did it make if I were trying on the hat just for a laugh, to buy, or for a photo?
Regardless of our playful mood, it did feel like we were children who were just caught breaking some strict rule, and then sent off to the principal’s office.
Boo H & M Toronto!