Needing a steady job, I quit my rent-a-cop job, which was part time, and went to work in another factory. Surprisingly, I was hired immediately. The job involved a lot of walking, lifting, climbing and even paperwork. Not a lot of money was involved, but it was steady work. There was this guy on my crew, I'll call him Robbie. Robbie was kind of a wacko, but a decent enough sort. I noticed later, Robbie wore a wig. Turned out he had brown hair around the edges, but not a one on top. The reason I noticed he wore a wig was because he never seemed to get them in place the same way twice in a row. Either too far forward or too far back.That, and he must have had several because some were a bit off color and a bit longer than others. One afternoon at quitting time, we all filed out to the parking lot. It was an extremely windy day. A sudden gust hit us, taking Robbie's cap off, along with his wig. I still have a laughing fit when I think of that, and see in my mind Robbie chasing his wig and cap across the parking lot.