The beard must go, his girlfriend told him. She was finally going to introduce him to her parents but not without making the necessary changes.
He loved her but was hesitant to shave. The beard had been with him longer than she had. In some ways it was the longest, most meaningful relationship he’d ever had. Did he really want to give that up for her?
Like he had given up meat?
And alcohol?
And most of his old friends?
Staring at his reflection in the bathroom mirror, a can of shaving foam in one hand and a razor in the other, he made up his mind.
The beard will stay.
His girlfriend must go.
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amen!
Although I detest beards, on this occasion I must agree with the chap. Love the one you’re with and take them on board “as seen” or move on to somebody else.
aww
aww. Toughest decision ever.
Not so much ‘the final straw’, more ‘the final bristle’. Love it!
Sounds like the right choice to me. She wouldn’t have respected or been happy with a man who bent to her every whim anyway.
Russ
Touched my heart. I almost cried, I swear.