Look at this picture. Happy Shawn. All scruffy, thick mutton chops gracefully framing the patchy stubble of my cheeks and chin. Granted, I'm no beauty queen pretty boy, but I enjoy this look I've got going for me.... correction, had going for me.
Thanks to my new job, I look like a prepubescent boy. Unhappy Shawn.
I thought high school would be the last time I'd be asked/told to be clean shaven, but alas it's back haunt me. The first thing my now boss told me in the interview last week was, "How attached are you to these (points to the sides of his face)? Cause we shouldn't continue this interview if you can't part with them."
I debated walking out right there. Then I thought about the fairly large rent check I just wrote out and figured I can part with them for a while. It'll grow back.... right?
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An interesting fact I learned about today from a friend's facebook status:
Today is a lucky day, since it's 09-09-09, Wednesday has 9 letters, September has 9 letters and it's the 252nd day of the year, which, added up, is 9!
I hope my lucky number is nine.
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