A while ago I grew a beard. I had to try again because everyone always said that beards look foolish on the Cornwalls. I felt like I could grow one if I let it go for a while so I did. It was very popular at Schwietzer to the extent that I was almost a trend setter. a bunch of other people started to (by people I just mean men, I just get used to being politically correct).
Carolyn liked the beard and in general I liked it too, but it seemed like it was itchy most of the time I was growing it. I also found it difficult to drink anything because it would always get in my mustache if I was not really careful. I liked to play with the part on my chin and look thoughtful because that is what you do. I had been getting tired of the beard for a while and one day Carolyn said she kind of missed my clean face so I shaved it off shortly thereafter. I do think that I looked decent though.
Actually I shaved the beard into some chops because of another movement on the swing shift at Schwietzer, but only for one day. No one liked the chops, but I kind of liked feeling like Wolvering. Oh right, another perk of having the beard (which is probably why pirates had them) was that I instantly had more respect, not that I did not get respect before it’s just that people looked up to me a bit more.