What Movember Taught Me About Mustaches

Way back when, 30 days ago, I decided to grow a mustache for Movember in order to raise awareness for men’s health related issues, including testicular cancer. Everybody’s raising money this time of year, so I decided to raise awareness… and I surpassed my target goal.

Along the way, the experience taught me some things about life and the people around me. I felt it appropriate to reflect on some of those lessons here:

I Can’t Grow A Mustache

I always wondered, and now I know. In retrospect, I had two things going against me: A. Facial hair doesn’t grow well under my nose. Prepubescent boys and elderly women have been known to have thicker staches then what I came up with in 30 days. B. It was multi-colored and light. Much like the rest of my head, I’ve got this calico cat vibe going on that makes people wonder if I have it done that way. Whatever, knowing is half the battle. Now I don’t have to live my life wondering…

My Wife is the Bomb

I looked ridiculous and she didn’t say a word about it. We’d go out in public together, and hold hands, and it was still cool. I was thinking that she would hate it, and she did, but she never really talked about it. I had to pry it out of her, and even then, she didn’t elaborate. She just said, you gotta do what you gotta do, I support you. Long story short, she’s the best ever and I am a lucky man.

It’s Only Really Funny When A lot of People Do It

Being a trend setter is a lonely proposition. What started off as a whiz bang, yea everybody is gung ho idea ended in a Thunderdome. There was a small contingent in the office who attempted to feign stache growth, only to find a weak excuse du jour for why they had to shave it two days in. As it turned out, only @sregular and I represented until the bitter end. Five men entered, two men left. Movember is a great cause, but apparently it isn’t for everyone.

Everybody Has An Opinion

This was the best part. The snide little comments on my stache were great. Even after I shaved it. Great. Honestly, I wasn’t at all self conscious about it as it pretended to grow on my face and make small children in shopping malls across Kentuckiana stare in bewilderment. You all really made it easy for me to keep going day in and day out.

I don’t feel that I have to name names. You know who you are… and since you do, know this: when the time is right, you know, when you feel self conscious about something and want my opinion, I will pounce on you with the verbal onslaught of 1,000 tigers.

[cue maniacal laughter]

That’s all I got… It was definitely an experience to remember and I got some decent snaps to remember it. Hope you had a great Movember, too.