Agony !!!

It’s that time of the week, when all you have is agony. I really wish I could do something about this. I have tried all sorts of things, trusted them all from quacks to qualified practitioners but none could help.

Thanks to my new found work status, I have to face it at least thrice a week, since it’s all about keeping the image. Earlier, I never bothered but now I have to on account of my consultant status. Can’t go there dressed as a vagabond you see, I need to project the right image. Besides I am not selling vegetables out there.

Aah hah wait a minute believe me when I say it was not what I did all these years, but then when you are a regular employee being a dhabawala is something you can afford to not while at client site.

Unfortunately this image keeping has its own share of issues floating in and I face it more over the weekend. I curse and rave and rant not just at the branded bloodied triple blade but also at my distinct ability to get nicks and cuts at unique places. While this may, may not leave their scars, at the end of it I am left hoping that perhaps putting some Annie French borrowed from my cousin might do the trick than test my patience like this…

You see I am one amongst the .01% people in the world who are allergic to razor blades more so to the newer titanium ones. One part of me could live on forever with the vegetation that runs down my sides and lips, but the other being more professional mandates the well groomed look in truly a corporate sense. And whoever has heard of a guy who comes dressed in like he hasn’t heard of what getting a shave is all about.

In oscillating between these 2 roles not only am I left with a bloodied razor blade but also a sheer test of my patience each passing day. Know what I truly should now try and be an inventor, I have a reason, I can understand the awful pain people like me go through and the sheer tenacity by which they hold while they face the trial by fire. Ohh yeah I shouldn’t forget camouflaging the nicks and cuts are an art on its own and that can really put the best pros to shame.

Either this or perhaps people all around me are dumb and dumber as no one seems to notice which suits me perfectly fine or perhaps they are just too nice to point out that perhaps I should move my hand from the cleft on my chin, that wound is certainly not as bad as I think it is….