Monday, September 10, 2007

The Facial Hair Challenge of 2007.

Since I'm a young urban male in his (fuck - almost mid!) twenties, and because I haven't unsuccessfully done it yet this year, I've decided that I'm not going to shave until I get an interview. It's easier on my body than a hunger strike, and I feel like it'll still have the same uncomfortable effect as my facial hair looks like dirt and will most likely unsettle CTA passengers.

So far, this is what I've got:

Don't I look adorably prepubescent even with hair on my face? Oh, the irony that is my life.

Please let it be known that I will also continue to make that sour expression until I get an interview, with a brief lapse on Saturday night, when I'm drunk for my birthday (to be followed by me being drunk and crying because I'll be 24).

I see only two ways this plan could fail. I will either get really tired of having facial hair, as it feels weird and looks rather stupid, or I will go so long without an interview that my beard will actually grow in and be acceptable for an interview.

Who wants to place bets on which of the three will happen first?


Anna said...

Looking good Tyler, you've definitely come a long way since the bowl cut.

Claire said...

I don't know how you found my blog, but thanks for linking to me. So about the facial hair: how long are you willing to grow it? Do you suspect there is some correlation between length of facial hair and likelihood of finding a job? If your unemployment begins to span multiple months, are you prepared to provide a home for various small creatures in your beard?

Tyler said...

If my unemployment spans a few more months, I'll most likely just have a goatee. I'm just sayin'.