So I'm walking on Riverside past the STA Plaza. I see a large man in one of those motorized wheelchairs.
I recognize what he has on his head. So, thinking he might enjoy that someone noticed, I say: "Is that a vintage Milwaukee Brewers cap?"
He doesn't meet my gaze, but he seems annoyed. "I don't know," he snaps. "I got it at a yard sale."
OK. Excuse me for living.