Sunburns

A client's boyfriend had passed. We held a memorial service and served refreshments to guarantee a turn-out. Chips arrived on his bike, button-up shirt not buttoned. Out of respect, my supervisor asked Chips to button up and he happily obliged, but his skills lacked and he was off by one, his shirt hung crooked. Everyone wanted to offer advice on the right way to button. Far too overwhelmed Chips rips off his shirt and tosses to the ground. “Fine everybody! I just wont wear a shirt!” He screams out in frustration and turns to leave. I follow after him with his shirt. “Chips take your shirt, you'll get a sun burn if you don't wear it.” He calls back to me while climbing on his bike, “I don't get sunburned on my bike!”