Today at work I wore a red bandana around my head. It has stars and other colors on it too. Someone said that I looked like a pirate. I really like pirates. So I decided to be one for the day. I made an eye patch out of reciept paper and rubber bands and wore it all day long. It totally threw off my depth perception and I was practically throwing money at customers instead of handing it to them. When they came up to my reg I would ask "How ARGH you doing today?" HaHA! Snobby Marinite bitches. I guess they couldnt find the humor in it. But I really liked being a pirate. As Jimmy Buffet says "Yes I am a pirate, born 200 hundred years to late. The cannons dont thunder theres nothing to plunder I'm an over forty victem of fate. Arriving too late, arriving too late." And thats toally how I feel, wel, except for that whole being 40 thing. 
And trust me, the older you get, the more Jimmy's music means. I hit 31, and "A Pirate Looks Ar 40" means a lot to me now.