Close Shave

Mark has a friend who refers to my legs all the time as freakishly hairless. He thinks it's odd and has accused me of shaving them. I don't. I am not a hairy man. I feel for women who have to shave their legs all the time, that must suck. I'm pretty much like a hairless Chihuahua. I didn't even have to shave my face daily until well into my twenties. Once every few days I'd drag a razor across the few patches of beard that I had. It's not like that any more. As I push into my mid-sixties hair is popping out all over. It's coming out of my ears and sticking out of my nostrils like curb feelers on a '57 Chevy. I also have a full compliment of facial hair that needs to be shaved every day. Here's the problem, with my bad eyesight I can't see my own damned face. Yesterday as I was going through my daily task of shaving, I thought I had missed a spot on my chin. So I tilted the razor up just a little bit, and sliced off a piece of my face. It was still bleeding this morning. For some reason razor cuts just do not stop bleeding. Anyway, I have added a new step in my morning routine. After the deodorant, and after the Q-tips in my ears, but before I start shaving my face, I put on my reading glasses. I tried it this morning and it worked out well. I didn't miss a single spot. The only problem I had was seeing my face very clearly, and very close up for the first time in years. It wasn't pretty.