
A interesting thing about this shirt happened when I wore it to class one day down here in Columbus. I get to class and someone looks at my shirt...
Guy- "You ever been to Miles City!"
Me- "No, I got this from a thrift store."
Guy- "I went there with my family once when I was little and it was boring. My parents bought that same shirt for me when we were there, but I haven't seen it in years, I think my mom got rid of it."
Me- "Really, well, this one came from a store up in Toledo."
Guy- "Oh, I'm from Toledo too... That's my shirt!"
Me- "Holy shit... You want it back?"
Guy- "Nah, you keep it, I don't think it would fit me anyway."
That was the last thing he said. So, a child obtained this shirt 1,345 miles away, wore for most of his childhood and it was given away a few years ago. After awhile and possibly a few other owners it finds its way to me. Then I start attending classes at OSU, which 150 miles away from where I bought it, and I end up where that shirt to one of those classes. Then I end up sitting next to a random guy in a big lecture class, and that random guy was the true original owner of this shirt from years ago! It has since been my lucky shirt.
4 comments:
this is a really neat idea-i shop at thrift stores all the time but ive never really stopped to think about where they came from...and this story is really cute
That's a pretty great story to go along with the shirt...what a small world! Good luck with the blog.
thats a crazy coincidence...I wish I had a shirt with a story that cool
I like the stories with the shirt.
I think its a good a approach.
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