Free caps
Today I witnessed something that I don’t think will ever happen back in my home-country.
I was sitting by a window, willing myself to daydream when the tram I was on lurched and came to a still. Thinking that it was my stop I quickly glanced out of the window to realise that it was just a traffic light.
“Hey you!” I jolted. What’s going on? Did I accidentally stab someone whilst in my head? Turns out nobody was talking to me.
“Sure, why not! Throw them over.”
In a car next to the tram I was on, sat a lady roughly around the age of 20. Bright pink hair was tied loosely in a bun, and sunglasses perched on her nose. She was grinning and waving about a baseball cap, and it was then that I noticed that her window was down. Beside her car was yet another car with the windows rolled down, and the couple in it were sporting caps of the same design. I was confused. Is this a rally? Protest?
Nah, pink-haired lady was just giving away free caps.
Another cap soared from her hand to a nearby biker. She beamed and immediately took off her helmet to slip on the cap. It’s surprisingly fitting even though she was in a sundress.
“Free caps for everyone!” pink-haired lady called out. More caps were distributed to neighbouring cars and pedestrians. An adorable old man obtained two and wore them both, at the same time.
Alas, all good things must come to an end, the traffic light turned green and the tram groaned to a start. Pink-haired lady sped off in her car, pulling a sign - which I now realise is an advertisement to a brothel.
I wish I’d gotten a free cap. I’d like to be a walking advertisement for the brothel, but the windows of the tram wouldn’t open.
Oh well, maybe next time.
