The Last Straw
I always thought the act of shaving was fairly manly and was therefore never really bothered by the necessity of doing it every day. Truth is, I’ve actually never had to shave every day. My work never required it and my wife kind of liked my 5 o’clock shadow. Plus, shaving every other day or every third day help me save money on razors, which are really expensive now unless you get the cheap kind that give you terrible razor rash.
All these years while shaving I assumed my face would become more accustomed to the razor and I would have a less severe reaction. But in fact my face has had the opposite reaction. I get cut or come away with a nasty rash almost every time I shave. Just this morning I hit my breaking point. After shaving with what should have been a good razor I was left with a painful rash along my jaw line. I finally made up my mind about a course of action I should have taken five years ago.
Two years ago my wife, who had finally come to the end of her rope with her shaving, had laser hair removal. Gilbert, AZ is really close to a Simplicity Laser Hair Removal clinic. We moved to Gilbert right after I graduated. We were newly weds and my wife was still trying really hard to stay immaculately groomed for my sake. But the heat and dry climate on top of constant shaving was more than her East coast native skin could take. Since her treatments she’s been trying to sell me on laser hair removal every time she hears me rant about a new rash or cut. For the past year I feel like I’ve been shaving just to hold on to one more manly thing, but nothings ever felt more like “cutting my nose off to spite my face” than continuing to shave despite how much I hate it. You win, honey. You win.









