I was sitting at the bar of the coffee shop with my cowboy hat on, listening to some music and watching some cartoons on the television.
At some point, the barista walked in and asked me to put it back on.
I thought, OK, no problem.
I’m going to be a good guy and put it on.
But he said, No, you need to put the hat back in.
He looked at me and said, You’ve got to put that hat back.
I said, What the hell am I going to do?
So I put it down, put my cowboy on, and sat down.
I don’t know what happened, but the next morning I was fired.