carol pulled herself out of her reverie and walked down the long hallway.the carpet was faded and walls were in need of either fresh paint or a wrecking crew.when carol opened the door to the waiting room , she had to bite her lip to keep from laughing.sitting in one corner of the room was the standard two parents and a young man who appeared to be in his late teens or early twenties.he was tall and painfully thin , and the faded jeans and white tee shirt he wore hung on his small frame.the oily , dark brown strands of hair that fell over his eyes were an indication that hygiene had not been on the top of his list of priorities.the scene would have seemed completely normal , except the young man was also wearing a pointed hat made out of tin foil.carol looked over at the receptionist who had closed her sliding glass deflector shield , but was still visible through the glass.the receptionist just shook her head.carol thought how nice it would be to have her own sliding glass deflector shield , but that was not an option for a quarterback.instead , she reluctantly invited the family to come inside .