As I get older, I've noticed more and more of my nose hairs going rogue and making a break for the outside world.
In the past I would make short work of these by yanking them out.
Which would work for a while...
...but has lately become less effective.
It's a minor annoyance, to be sure, but an annoyance nonetheless. So I figured, "If you can't beat 'em, join 'em," and grew out my mustache.
I like to think it doesn't look bad on me. Of course I need to trim and manage it, but it's way less work than shaving.
But the nose hairs weren't about to fade quietly into the night.
Nope, they got together and worked out the best plan their hairy brains could conceive. "If he can change his image, so can we!"
Sigh. So now it's back to yanking them.