hello ~bartender black tea for me pleas. with some coriander. no sugar, no milk.
hunters are like an orchestra, all dressed in similar outfits, at least in some way its evident that they are part of some family, all carrying their shiny weapons. They meet regularly for drinking sessions, sometimes go together for a hunt, like wild boar chase. last time they even found a dead body. who was he?
even if i liked the idea of being a part of them, im not really that type. I like to wonder the woods alone and in quiet. then meeting deer from close and looking into the surprised curious eyes when they spot me. they move on in a calm phase. autumn leaves crunching under the hooves. couldnt tell if they are a family, they were almost the same size.
to survive as a hunter, you actually have to hunt-down, kill, clean the cadaver... and i am not that kind of person either.
mostly i do the jobs on my own. its never personal. but always in person. if more complex situation ocures i might even get some help. among the equipment loaded onto the unitree B2 is also the DJI Air3S, with lidar and other sensors that keep my close perimeter clean and calm.
Last time i pissed in my left boot. it was a stupid assignment. but wtf with the money ill buy new shoes and much more. once. for now i will keep the old military boots. clean them, condition and polish.