A blast from the past: I didn't always hate camo

As everyone knows, I hate camo (the camouflage pattern) unless you are hunting or in the armed forces. But, confession time: I didn't always.
In the sixth grade I had this long sleeve camo shirt with a big red sparkly  star right in the middle of it. I thought it was cute because I was 12 and it was tight. So this one time my brother, Tyler, and I walked to the Circle K gas station on the corner. I was wearing my 'cute' camo shirt. Then, as we were buying whatever we were buying, the lady at the counter says, "now you boys have a great day!"
From that day forth I have hated camo.