It's hair. As long as it's not on top of my head it'll grow back. I'm just gonna miss it, that's all. Twenty years ago I shaved clean for the wedding. Aside from that I've had facial hair for the past 30 years. I don't know what it is, but it's somewhat like a pet. Like a good old dog you hate to put to sleep. Everytime I have trimmed it short, it seems to grow back noticeably whiter. And the older I get, the smaller my chin gets.
Unfortunately, most people don't cotton to my fashion statements. And I'm the one needing to get my foot in the door somewhere right now. In California, people are judged by what kind of car they drive. Someday, once my kids are out of the house, the rest of the world can kiss my backside.
One day I was grilling a tr-tip. I had to run back into the house to refill my spray bottle. I was distracted for a few moments, and when I got back to the grill the flames were almost 3 feet high! I frantically had to reach through the flames to rescue my dinner but I won. Afterwards I smelled burnt hair and felt the scrakly (is that a word?) ends of my beard.
It brushed out and grew out some more and survived ok, and I think I'm the only one who knew I was a little light on one side. :heat:
So I'm gonna trim it up close and see this as an opportunity to start over again.
Now...on another note:
My (ex) boss came out to the house on Thursday and we talked. He asked me to come back to work...at least while I'm looking for another job, and when I find something and still want to go, just let him know and everything will be cool. We didn't really resolve any issues, but I went to work Friday and the new manager seemed very polite and respectful. So at least I have an income of some kind. Just have to see how long the honeymoon will last. The wife is happier in spite of my stupidty.
