when i was 16 my mother and sister both pitched in to buy me … a shaver. I didn’t even fucking have facial hair. they bought one that was ridiculously overpriced. I could’ve gotten a Playstation 2 for the ridiculous amount they paid but instead they got me this dumb fucking appliance that I don’t think I even used ONCE.
still can’t grow a beard for shit to this day though…
what’s worse is, they took me fucking shopping for it lying to my goddamn face telling me it was for my dad. I made it as clear as humanly possible at the time that this was a pointless, stupid farce of a plan because HE WAS TRYING TO GROW A BEARD AT THE TIME. They kept looking at each other with this stupid smug expression while pointlessly trying to draw me into the discussion about what shaver would be best for him.
When they revealed that it was actually for me,
sigh
…I didn’t blow up at them or anything, I didn’t pitch a fit or throw a tantrum, I just…
look. I knew, even back then, it’s a dick move to look a gift horse in the mouth. it’s a present. i’m supposed to be grateful. the least i could do is be diplomatic about it.
But that did not change the fact that they had every opportunity to listen to me, but chose not to. They made a big performative display of acting like they actually cared, but when it came to making decisions and taking courses of action that would have resulted from actually caring, they did not.And that just felt hypocritical to me. Forever.
Some people just don’t get much of a beard naturally. An interesting thing is that you can actually use minoxidil (Rogaine) on your face and still grow one.
when i was 16 my mother and sister both pitched in to buy me … a shaver. I didn’t even fucking have facial hair. they bought one that was ridiculously overpriced. I could’ve gotten a Playstation 2 for the ridiculous amount they paid but instead they got me this dumb fucking appliance that I don’t think I even used ONCE.
still can’t grow a beard for shit to this day though…
what’s worse is, they took me fucking shopping for it lying to my goddamn face telling me it was for my dad. I made it as clear as humanly possible at the time that this was a pointless, stupid farce of a plan because HE WAS TRYING TO GROW A BEARD AT THE TIME. They kept looking at each other with this stupid smug expression while pointlessly trying to draw me into the discussion about what shaver would be best for him.
When they revealed that it was actually for me,
sigh
…I didn’t blow up at them or anything, I didn’t pitch a fit or throw a tantrum, I just…
look. I knew, even back then, it’s a dick move to look a gift horse in the mouth. it’s a present. i’m supposed to be grateful. the least i could do is be diplomatic about it.
But that did not change the fact that they had every opportunity to listen to me, but chose not to. They made a big performative display of acting like they actually cared, but when it came to making decisions and taking courses of action that would have resulted from actually caring, they did not. And that just felt hypocritical to me. Forever.
Are you 16 and half now? I had to ASK for a razor back in the days…
Some people just don’t get much of a beard naturally. An interesting thing is that you can actually use minoxidil (Rogaine) on your face and still grow one.