The Beard

There is a perfectly good reason that I'm posting a picture of me, pointing out the emblem,
of my new car.

First,
I want to show off to my sister.
Second,
it's the only recent photo I have of me with a beard.

Why is the beard so important?

Because I never felt so old as I do with the beard.

Wearing a beard will make you look older than you really are.

I have two examples to prove my point.

First example.

I went to visit someone at the local hospital and stood in line to talk to the receptionist at the Emergency Room entrance.
When the
"70 Year Old Lady"
in front of me,
asked the female employee behind the desk,

"How to go about getting her sick husband admitted and a wheelchair? He has a temperature of one hundred degrees."

The receptionist looks directly at me
and asks,
"Do you need a wheelchair sir?"

I kindly pointed out the elderly gentleman who was already sitting down on a chair a few feet to my right
and said,
"He is the one she is talking about."

Second example.

I took my daughter shopping one day to a big local chain department store called
Ross.
She went up to a female
"Salesclerk"
to ask her where they kept her size bra.
Of course,
being raised in my household,
where anything feminine was kept secret from my delicate ears,
my daughter whispered her question.

 On the other hand,
the
"Salesclerk"
who obviously wasn't taught the decorum of using a quite voice at home announced loudly,

"Is this the first time you went shopping with your Grandfather for a new bra?"

That floored my daughter.
She barely got up from kneeling on the ground from laughing so hard.

What got me mad is the fact that after being insulted like that,
I couldn't convince the girl to give us a discount on the bra my daughter bought.
****

I've been waiting to see my good friend Bob
and his wife Tamera up at
Big Bear, California
before I cut it off,
but if these insults keep happening to me,
I might change my mind!

This is,
Defying All Logic
And Continuing To Grow My Beard,
Jim Hauenstein,

And,

“You couldn't say you wore a beard because you liked a beard. People didn't like you telling the truth. You had to say you had a scar so you couldn't shave.”
- John Steinbeck -

That is my story and I am sticking to it!

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