…barring some kind of ear damage or loss in a koon-ut-kal-if-fee ritual, of course:
The only emotion I would “almost” want to show is sadness that I spent $6.95 on this ball cap. Then again, that’s $14.17 in present day dollars so maybe not such a bad deal after all. Logic as logic does.
“Will also cover up that bald spot you got from….warp core radiation leak”.
I would totally wear this to see the new Star Trek sequel. On opening night.
Mike, have you ever gone into detail about how big that back room is? How far back does your misfit inventory go? Early 90s? I’d like to see a post where you show a photo of the back area and maybe you and Aaron can pick something totally at random–like the crane machine and the plush toys–and you can talk about the items.
I worked at a small shop in Chicago from 1990-1993 and there were boxes of DCs from the early 70s in one spot, the owner forgot they were there. Sorry for the long post, but I’d like to know more about casing the joi–, um, about the inventory.
I would have thought the Mr. Spock Cap would be two sizes too big so you could pull it down far enough for purposes of going incognito.
I totally had that hat. Or one like it, since mine had a patch on the front as well, reading “Live Long and Prosper”. (Because what else would it say?) Being twelve at the time probably doesn’t excuse it, but I’m absolutely sure I wore it out in public. And here I am, married and everything!