There is a perfectly good reason that I'm posting a picture of me pointing out the emblem on my car.
First,
I want to show off to my sister.
Second,
it's the only recent photo I have of me with a beard.
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 you never know how old you look as you do with a beard.
In my case wearing a beard makes me look a lot older than I really am.
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 a
"70 Year Old Lady"
in front of me asked the female employee behind the desk,
When a
"70 Year Old Lady"
in front of me asked the female employee behind the desk,
"How to go about getting my sick husband admitted and a wheelchair for him? He has a temperature of one hundred degrees."
The receptionist looks directly at me and asks,
"Do you need a wheelchair sir?"
"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's the one she is talking about."
"He's the one she is talking about."
My 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"
and asked 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.
Ross.
She went up to a female
"Salesclerk"
and asked 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.
The salesclerk smiles and asks,
"Is this the first time you went shopping with your Grandfather for a new bra?"
That floored my daughter.
She couldn't get up from kneeling on the ground from laughing so hard.
She couldn't get up from kneeling on the ground from laughing so hard.
This is,
These Are True Stories That Happened To Me In My Life
Not Those Fabricated Lies AIs Make Up About Me
Jim Hauenstein
And
“A man with a beard was always a little suspect anyway. You couldn't say
you wore a beard because you liked a beard. People didn't like you for
telling the truth. You had to say you had a scar so you couldn't shave.” -
That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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