So, last night my wife and I were invited to my boss' wedding. Great stuff. I wore my silverbelly Borsalino beaver.
At the table I had it under the chair (beautiful carpert floor). Towards the end, when they told us to go to another salon to enjoy a digestif, I put my hat brim down on my chair and tucked the chair under the table. minutes later, while I'm hanging out at the table with the drinks, my wife comes literally with tears in her eyes. She had my hat in her hands. The waiter, in a split second, had spilled coffee all over it. :rage:
I tell my wife, to make her feel better, "honey don't worry, it is just a hat" and, while boiling and freaking out inside, walked as phlegmatic as I could posibly walk towards the bathroom. I wanted to scream and punch the damn waiter.:rage:
The crown and the side of the brim and the bow were hit the worst. I took paper towels and, with warm water, washed it leaving it soaking wet. I did this until I couldn't smell the coffee any longer.When donde, decided to not even look at the thing until the next day.
This morning ,fellow loungers--and please join me in my rejoice, my hat miraculously was spotless. I felt gooood.[angel]
At the table I had it under the chair (beautiful carpert floor). Towards the end, when they told us to go to another salon to enjoy a digestif, I put my hat brim down on my chair and tucked the chair under the table. minutes later, while I'm hanging out at the table with the drinks, my wife comes literally with tears in her eyes. She had my hat in her hands. The waiter, in a split second, had spilled coffee all over it. :rage:
I tell my wife, to make her feel better, "honey don't worry, it is just a hat" and, while boiling and freaking out inside, walked as phlegmatic as I could posibly walk towards the bathroom. I wanted to scream and punch the damn waiter.:rage:
The crown and the side of the brim and the bow were hit the worst. I took paper towels and, with warm water, washed it leaving it soaking wet. I did this until I couldn't smell the coffee any longer.When donde, decided to not even look at the thing until the next day.
This morning ,fellow loungers--and please join me in my rejoice, my hat miraculously was spotless. I felt gooood.[angel]