The Day I Found Out I Couldn't Grow a Moustache
It was a sad day; October 27th, 2013. It was the day I finally realized I could not grow a moustache. When I was young I always had dreams of growing one but over the years hope has slowly drifted away. The goatee however was never a problem. I have been able to grow some hair on my chin since the early grade nine days, but never the mo. People don’t know what it’s like to have a cold, smooth upper lip among all your facial haired friends. You feel like a small goldfish swimming among a group of sharks; impossibly trying to fit in. Then the same time every year Movember rolls around and I can’t even support my fellow men. It’s a hard life living without a moustache... a very hard life.