Ghost of a flea

One time I went to Reading, Pennsylvania with my brother Tim and my friends Pat and Dan. We had a good time, but it was time to head back to Harrisburg. We had been drinking profusely, but somebody wanted a Pepsi. So we stopped at a 7-11 to get a Pepsi. The Pepsi drinkers went to the machine outside. My brother and I went inside and there was a nice fellow inside wearing a turban. I remember being fascinated by this turban. So, I said "What exactly is that, anyway? Is that like, one piece, and you just put it on your head? Or do you wrap it around your head? Or what?" The nice gentleman offered to show us, step by step, how to properly construct a turban. Of course, my brother flew out the door to grab the camera. And after we went back out to Dan's van, he said "What in the hell were you guys doing in there?" And we told him that the gentleman working inside showed us how to construct a turban. "We want to see too!" So the gentleman came out and repeated the performance, tying the cloth to Dan's van's side view mirror as an anchor. It was quite impressive. It was very educational, too.