Beard envy in the sun

“It’s so hot the sun will cook our faces off,” a man says while we wait for the crosswalk signal to change.

He tells me he “wishes” he could grow a beard like mine.

“My beard is solid,” he says. “Not like yours, though. But in this heat…”

“Brutal,” I say.

“Yes. Brutal. I’m going to trim mine tomorrow.”

“Yeah, now that it’s summer I’m thinking the same thing.”

His smile turns serious.

“No,” he says. “I would not do that if I were you. It is a man’s beard.”

Then he shakes my hand, tells me his name is Eddy, and rounds the corner.

Beard envy is real, guys. And usually it’s real weird.

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