11.066 days of glorious “mo”
There is nothing pretty about this anorexic caterpillar parked on my face. I even got the “You going for the Chester the Molester look or something?” and “Did you lose a bet?” questions today at drill weekend, which surprised me, since the prevalence of mustaches among enlisted military folk is much higher than what I see in my “normal” professional life during the rest of the month. All I need is a cargo van.
The good news is that I have more leeway to let this growth expand in more creative ways now that I’m free of the regulations governing facial hair for servicemen until the first weekend of December. My upper lip shall become a canvas. I’m just not sure what art will be reflected there.
This Tuesday will be my first interaction with a client while looking like this. I have a mediation. I figure I’d better apologize for it before any uncomfortable questions are mentally configured and allowed to wander.
Because everything’s prettier in black and white. Except this.