About a month ago I was getting fiber optic internet installed, and while the one guy was hooking it up another worker stopped by to drop off something. The second guy noticed my classical guitar, and we started talking about music. He said played a little and was into bluegrass like myself. Then he brought up my Hyperlite backpack that was hanging on the wall. He also owned one and talked about all of the long distance hikes he had gone on. That lead to him commented on my rock climbing gear, which he was also into. Weed was inevitably brought up, and I gave him a nug for a tip. The first worker was a redneck and probably enjoyed witnessing some "really gay hippie BS" that he could later recount to his buddies.