What I Learned While Growing A Moustache

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What I Learned While Growing A Moustache



For the month of November, I grew (am growing) a moustache.

I haven’t had facial hair since the last time I grew a moustache, which was 3 years ago.

There’re all kinds of nuisances and annoyances of having a moustache. Those small, coarse hairs annihilate my upper lip like a band of ninjas, stabbing my face with their tiny sword-like points. And the itching…oh, how I loathe the itching. The itching is bad enough, but when I go to scratch I get attacked again from the tiny ninja squad. Oh, the woes of manhood.

But there’s something else that’s also a bit annoying. Growing this sweet ‘stache has revealed yet again, that:

People don’t say what they actually think.

Having a moustache on one’s face can be quite provocative especially when there’s not one normally there. I often do double-takes when passing a mirror, almost frightened by the image. Is that a cop from the 80’s or a criminal? A cop from the 80’s, of course.

As some of you may know, November (or Movember, as it’s called) is men’s health awareness month. It’s an opportunity to bring awareness to things like prostate and testicular cancer. And what better way to bring awareness than growing a moustache!




But here’s the problem: I don’t talk about prostate cancer or men’s health issues unless someone brings up my moustache. Not because I don’t want to, but because I often forget the moustache is even on my face!

But I’m not sure what I’ve been more bothered by: not bringing awareness to men’s health issues or people ignoring I have a moustache.

Here’s are three different responses from people this month:

1. PRETEND IT DOESN’T EXIST.

This is by far the most popular stance.

“Oh, Hey Derek! I didn’t see you there!”

Didn’t see me? I look exactly the same. I’m just exercising my facial-hair-follicle-freedom. I have rights, you know!

There’s always this brief pause before a friend or family member says hello or embraces me. It’s like they’re trying to figure out if what is on my upper lip is on purpose or not. I mean, if it weren’t, I’m SURE they’d try to help me out.

“Hey man, you’ve got a caterpillar crawling across your face or something kind of looks like a moustache.”

No duh.

 

2. PRETEND IT’S THE COOLEST THING IN THE WORLD.

“Nice work, Derek! Rockin’ the moustache. I like it.”

Don’t lie to me. Seriously. I don’t even like it. If I don’t like it, surely you don’t like it. It’s kind of weird (at least at this stage. not-quite-full-grown-‘stache stage). If you had a daughter, you’d probably try to shield her for fear of me being a creeper.




I assure you, I’m not.

 

3. PRETEND YOU’RE MY REAL FRIEND AND TELL ME THE TRUTH.

Only one person did this. While most avoided the obvious, and a few sprinkled on some moustache glory, one friend supported me with the truth.

He laughed out loud when he saw me.

I’m not talking about a giggle or snicker. No, no those are way too gentle of words.