When I stepped into a room full of strangers wearing my Detroit
Lion’s cap with matching t-shirt and hooded sweatshirt, someone at the
Halloween party asked, “Are you a Lion’s fan?”
I scanned the kitchen, saw witches, fairies, and zombies.
“This is my costume,” I answered.
“You’re not a Lions fan then?” one of the men asked, putting
me on the spot.
I noticed furrowed brows. I had to think quickly for fear of
offending a roomful of Detroit Lion’s loyalists. I also had to prove to the women
that I’d put some thought into my costume.
“Oh no,” I explained. “I’m indeed a die-hard Lion’s fan.”
Then I added, “I’m dressed as a fair-weather fan.”
The tension broke. I was accepted. The party continued.
More Halloween pics coming!
5 comments:
Afloat on the river of Lions!
Whew, thanks to quick wits eh? :)
Clever response!
Inspired costume...;)
Good one. Tricky to negotiate that double constituency~~
Enjoyed the read. MW
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