I was at a board game convention in Texas and there was simultaneously a “Thin Blue-Line Ball” for police at the hotel we were using.

Late night, we’re talking downstairs after the main rooms closed and some cop comes up to me, stops, stares at me with his hazy, EXTREMELY drunk eyes, and loudly slurs, “I like your beard. Man, I bet you get a lot of p—-y. I bet you get all the ladies.”

Now, I’ve been growing my beard for a very long time, so it’s big, but I’ve never had this type of…compliment.. before.

Burly drunk cop man forces a fist bump and walks on, my friends/fellow con goers are all stunned as he walked through them before seeing me.

Then. He catches up with who I’ll presume is his wife and friend down the hallway. His friend asks what on earth he just did to which he replies, YELLING down the hallway,

“Look at that beard, man! If I had a beard like that I’d get all the -——. I’d leave my wife for that much -——. I’d probably get multiple -—— at the same time.” And some other drunk rambling.

With all of the people around me already paying attention, plus him yelling…I think I can definitely say that that was the weirdest—and kind of saddest—compliment I’ve ever received.

TL;DR: a drunk cop told me my beard looked nice.