Mutt

I was doing some repairs at a farm yesterday.  There was only one other person working near the shop and it was this big dude with a big beard, named Mutt.  Mutt was a cool guy, cranking the country music from his late 90s Mercury Grand Marquis.  He came over to talk to me at one point.  He comes over drinking a Busch Light, that's cool; he's welding, it gets hot doing that.  But wait a sec, it's 10:30 am!!!  I go into the shop about 2 hours later, he's got 2 beers left out of the six-pack.  Are you telling me this crazy mofo is 4 beers deep on a Monday at 12:30 pm while he's welding?  Wow, I wasn't sure whether I should be scared or amazed or envious.