At this point, I shouldn’t be surprised that my dad’s friends are Very Weird, but this guy has a long waist-length white beard, looked me up and down while I was stretching, and said, “Wow, you have the body type for speleology! I’ve got connections. Tell me…. are you interested in working for the NPS?”
I have to say, if a weird old man is going to make unprompted comments about my body, comparing me to a cave salamander and offering a job reference to the park service is the best possible scenario.
That guy sounds like the good type of weird old dude.