And, no, that's not an invitation for my cubicle neighbor to come over and start pulling beard hairs.
I was thinking about my beard this morning on my walk to the T. It was pretty cold, but my beard kept my face pretty warm. I think if I remember to grab my hat tomorrow, then I should be fine. I probably would have even been fine if I'd grabbed an ear warmer. I don't think I'll need my ski mask, at least not yet. When I next decide to shave my beard, though, I imagine the ski mask will be useful. I wonder if I'll get a stronger reaction from that than I do from my hat. ("Nice hat, you fucking loser.")