So the T-shirt arrived, and Sunday afternoon, DBF proudly donned the shirt in preparation for our agreed-upon stroll down 7th Avenue in Park Slope. Unfortunately, a massive street fair was in full swing, which, at first, we thought would give the shirt even more viewing eyes. But alas, the allure of cheap jewelry, sketchy rides, and questionable food stalls distracted most of the parents from viewing the shirt. DBF says he got a few dirty looks as we walked along Sterling before we hit 7th Ave., but that’s about it. One guy laughed. Even the doofus waiter at Dizzy’s, who we overheard gushing to another table about his newborne, failed to say anything.
Park Slope, you disappoint me.
Since the desired effect was not achieved in Brooklyn, DBF will take the shirt to Burlington, to wear to a party in which many parents will be in attendance. He also might stage a mock confrontation with his best friend. He also might use his best friend’s child as a prop in which to spark confrontation with other unsuspecting parents. When it comes to unnecessarily pissing people off, DBF goes to great lengths.
