The Beard

"He that hath a beard is more than a youth, and he that hath no beard is less than a man."

Shakespeare

 

Since the bard himself had a beard, we can count the above statement to be suffering under extreme bias.

 

Being that I was on winter break for two weeks, I decided just before Christmas to test out my beard-growing abilities and experience what the outcome might be should I decide to permanently join the flock of fully-fledged facial fuzz fans.

 

Beard!

 

Of course, being the savvy shopper that I am, I persuaded my wife that I should be allowed to purchase (on a side note:  notice my choice of words in persuaded and allowed - guess who runs the finances in this household!) a nice new electric razor for the purposes of keeping this crazy facial hair in check once winter break ends.  

Off we went to Walmart.  It was a cold, rainy night and Walmart was absolutely packed.  It's a popular place to spend cold, rainy nights.  As with most Walmart trips, it could truly be called an adventure.  Items strewn across the floors, kids tearing around the store unsupervised, obnoxiously loud groups of cell phone users blocking the aisles, and we can't forget the weird teenager obsessed with the blood pressure monitor.  "This is really fun," he proclaims as he hovers behind my shoulder.  

 

Finally, we made it to the shaving needs aisle and I picked up a nifty Philips Norelco for only $30.

 

Nifty.

 

 

 

Now, before you are tricked into believing that I'm the one in the Gwynne family who just loves an opportunity to spend money (as my wife would have you believe), I will point out to you that we bought a number of items on this shopping trip. 

 

In addition to the razor, we purchased numerous cosmetics, an electric shiatsu chair massager, and a few other household items.  Can you guess who these other products were for?  

 

Enough said.