Old timer...
I remembered something a couple weeks ago from our honeymoon that really made me think...
While Jenna and I were in Moab, UT on our honeymoon we stayed at a B&B. Each morning we'd wake up and eat breakfast with the rest of the B&B guests prior to departing on our day's journey.
On one of these mornings, prior to going to the dining room at the B&B, I was trying to decide if I wanted to wear my VT hat to breakfast. I ultimately decided not to for no reason really.
Anyways at breakfast that morning a variety of subjects were discussed... small talk really. However, there was an older gentleman there that began to complain about how rude it was to wear a hat in someone's house or at the dinner table. His reasoning was that it was a sign that that individual was ready to leave.
Wow! What a narrow minded perspective. While I respect what he had to say, I was also disgusted by it. Why would he read someone's mind/intentions based on what they were wearing? From my perspective, if I wear a hat into your house and do not remove it, please see it as a complement. It is a sign that I am happy in the place that I am and in the moment that I am in.
To take off my hat based on a "societal norm" is an insult to who I am and what I learned as I grew up. Some of my fondest memories as a teenager involved sitting at my best friend's house for dinner with a hat on at the dinner table. It was what we did!
I wish I had worn my hat to breakfast that morning in Moab...
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