All Great Men Have Mustaches: Mustache March Results

Alright, I had to post these before March is too far gone. Sunday morning I shaved my beard into a foo and wore it to church. Talk about setting your dignity aside, hah. I was sitting up at the sacrament table, and Dan-o was on the bench in front of me (facing me) to pass the sacrament. He didn’t notice at first, and then at one point he looked at me and realized what madness was on my face and it looked like it was all he could do to keep from laughing, hahaha.

I wore it to work Monday, too– good times. Laughed at myself every time I went to the bathroom and saw myself in the mirror.

Tuesday I shaved the foo down to this, and still laughed at myself all day long:

The range of reactions I got was so nice. One person at work tried to give me a sincere compliment on “the new look”, not realizing it was pretty much a joke. Then there was another co-worker that I don’t see as often who smiled as he passed me by– he had a grin in his eyes like he knew it was hilarious but wasn’t sure how to react… I just grinned back acknowledging the ridiculousness of it, ahah. Maybe the best was the hearty laugh I got from Dirk (both days), who also participated in Mustache March and gloried in the ridiculousness of the ‘staches, haha.

I still remember when I told someone in December that my beard was for “Decembeard”, and they replied “ah yeah! And then you gotta do Mustache March!” I thought “no way. I draw the line at the beard.” Ahahaha… not so much.

Priceless. I am STILL laughing. Thanks everyone else who participated– Steve, Shawn (they both did it twice– beginning of March, end of March), Dirk, Casey, Larry, even Dad (who still has his stache… I should get a pic of that), and another dude at church named Kevin who I didn’t know until I saw him also sitting next to Dan on the sacrament bench with a glorious authoritative ‘stache, haha.