Howdy ya'll!

Like every pony else here on the forum I have been rather busy writing up replies and thinking ahead to future post in the "Running of the Leaves" event. As such, I really haven't had much time to write anything for this blog since I have been busy with work and the required social interactions of everyday life. You know, going out to get some sunlight, hanging out with friends, watching people fall down on their skateboards and laugh. The usual stuff.

A while back I put in an order online for a Pony T-Shirt from Welovefine.com. I bought the red shirt that has Applejack standing in the center and the words "Wanted - For being too cute." I thought of getting the gray Rainbow Dash t-shirt that said Brony on it, but since I really like Applejack, that thought soon flew out the window (No pun intended).

I received it in the mail a few days ago and decided to wear it when I went to the mall and the game store I work at.

I always wear an open button shirt on top of my t-shirts and have been told a few times that that is out of style. Same has been said about my Hawaiian shirts. A few more remarks have been said about me being stuck in the late 90's early 2000. Honestly, I think by now people that know me would realize I really don't give a hoot whether I'm in style or not.

I like my shirts and I like being comfortable. I utterly refuse to wear my pants hanging off my butt, wearing loose tennis shoes, and shirts with logos I don't recognize or understand.

And yet, every day it seems to be the same. Always the same reactions of "What are you wearing? Dude, those are some ugly shirts. Did you mug an old man for that shirt? Here's a 20, go get yourself a nice shirt." One of these days I'm just going to take that 20 and put it in my pocket and walk out to buy more Hawaiian shirts.

Any who, the reactions from my co-workers weren't any different when I came in with my Applejack t-shirt. It went something like this...

Me - *enter store*

Co-worker - "Jesus Chonico, what are you wearing?"

Me - *Turn down to look at jeans* Um, jeans?"

CW - "No dude, What. Are. You. Wearing? *tugs on own shirt to show what he meant*"

Me - " A t-shirt? You know, I'm pretty sure I played this game when I was in first grade. You better have some graham teddy bear cookies ready as a reward since I seem to be getting all the questions right."

CW - *mumble* "No fool! *sigh* Your shirt! What's with the horse?!"

Me - "My horse is amazing?"

CW - *stare*

Me - "Give it a lick. It tastes just-"

CW - "NO! Shut up! Just... shut up" *walks away towards other side of counter*

Manager - *walks out of back room* "Hey Chonico, what's with the horse on your t-shirt?"

CW - "Oh god, don't... Don't encourage him please!"

Me - "Oh? This is Applejack. She's awesome and cute."

CW - "Mother FF- Why didn't you answer me when I asked you!?"

Me - "Because he has seniority and you weren't being specific."

CW - *stares, walks into the back room*

Manager - "Why do you do that to him?"

Me - "Funny, he asked me the same thing a while back."

Manager - *stare* "You know, he's going to hit you one of these days."

Me - "And rightly so I should say. I'll ease off a bit."

Manager - "Good, so what's with the horse?"

Me - "Applejack."

Manager - *confused stare*

Me - "Do you know what a Brony is?"

Manager - "No..." *raises eyebrow*

Me - "Awesome, look it up and get back to me." *walk out of store and then come back in*

Me - "That's right. Almost forgot. Do we have any copies of Dead Island left?'

And that's how I planted the seed of confusion into my fellow co-workers. Whether they'll bite, I dunno. Guess we'll have to wait and see. Sadly though, we ran out of copies of Dead Island. The whole city of Tucson has been sold out for the last few days.