Now, I can't guarantee that this beard will survive to see June. It might. But I'm a little uncertain. There's pressure from my better half to get rid of it, or at least trim it down to a goatee. I'd lose all that awesome mutton-chop'y-ness I've got going on right now. Also, people at work are starting to look at me funny. That's a minor concern though. I don't care much for what they think. But when the Site Lead raises an eyebrow as I walk up to receive an Award of Excellence, I get a little antsy.
Anywho . . . "The Beard Growth Project" will keep fighting the good fight until it can no longer do so. Signing out for now. See you in a couple of days.
No comments:
Post a Comment