My beard got some attention yesterday. The kid at the register started a conversation about "Movember", and asked if that's why I had a beard. Of course I said no. It's because I'm lazy. I fucking hate Movember. It's when all the normies try to cash in on my style :^S
A bit later at mom's, there was a small company from the city doing a tree takedown. I sat on the front step with a glass of whisky, and watched them. Looked sloppy to me. The guy in the bucket truck was taking pieces too big. They were hitting some small trees below them, and really nailing a larger fir on the way down, but that might have been getting removed also. Guy came over and asked if I was a climber, or a bucket operator. Said he thought I might be cause of my beard, and he just trimmed his :^D
I bet I could have scored a groundie position with them. If they were local, I might have pursued it. I didn't get to watch the tricky part. He said his chipper caught on fire earlier, and they'd have to come back today. It started raining, so they got the stuff on the ground cleaned up for the rest of the day. Might have been a good carnage show if they got to the hard part.