I'm seeing it around me, but it's people in my carving class. Admittedly, most of them were at least 15 years older than I. I don't go anymore, because the guys who run the class treat me like shit. They've chased off a lot of people that I've seen over the years when I was there, so I'm in good company.
If you get to thinking you’re a person of some influence, try ordering somebody else’s dog around.
