rax | Further Adventures of Cat Hat (Reply)

So I have this cat hat that periodically causes adventures. On the train today, a woman in her 20s with an awesome paper flower in her hair walked up to me and asked me if I was "part of that cult." I'm like... "Pardon?" "Well, when I was in college, I had this roommate, and he wore cat ears." "OK..." "And he said he was part of a secret cult, and they were all really cats." "Like, furries?" "He didn't tell me what it was called. Are you part of the cult?" "I don't think so..." "Are you sure? Do you think you're a cat?" "No, I just find it a useful metaphor." "Are you sure?" "Do I look like a cat?" "Well, sort of. He was part of this cult. But his cat ears weren't on a hat, they were just on a headband." "I have a few of those too." "For real?" "Yeah, and paws, and tails, and..." "Wow." And then I went to the Diesel and she went lord only knows where. I sort of wonder if she thinks I am in this cult and just being coy. Lord only knows. Is there actually a cult? A tiny piece of me hopes she was thinking of catgirl goth rave.

This sort of thing happens a lot, but today's was too good not to share.