I met a prospective at lunch today--this one I was kind of excited about--nice witty e-mails, lots of cutesy smiley faces while discovering a shared a love for things like sushi (this is Los Angeles :), so I was cautiously optimistic when I was woke up this morning.
I got there slightly late (which is actually early in Teddy time), and so he was already seated at the table when I arrived. As I was being escorted by the hostess down the aisle, in the distance I noticed this man sitting nervously at the table with an oh-oh...with a big unibrow!! Not a subtle 'I forgot to pluck my eyebrows this morning' kind of a unibrow, but a full blown "I've spent my entire life growing this lawn across my face!" kind of unibrow.
Okay ladies. We can all agree personal grooming is essential. Last I checked, even chimps groom themselves, and with mannis and pedis we've just taken it to the next evolutionary level. But men? They need to groom too!
Needless to say the lunch was cut short with an 'emergency call from my client' kind of thing. Thankfully, he doesn't know that I don't have any clients. But after five bites of my not so good salad it was time for it to be over and then I was on my merry way.
Guys--you are *not* exempt from personal grooming. And that means shaving, plucking, and cutting and pasting where necessary.
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