You may not realize that working as a NYC tour guide can be a physically taxing job. In the summer it is hot, in the winter it is cold. I stopped shaving in mid-October or so and the heavy beard was extremely helpful. The cavemen were right! Example: you could take a soda can straight out of the fridge, put it against my face and I wouldn’t even feel it. Against my arm or neck and I’d yelp. Problem: anyone who saw me would yelp, too. I looked like a terrorist.
Here I am from the side. Note the yelping girlfriend in the background.
Here’s a close up of the repulsive cheek hair. Repulsive, but warm!
And here’s the money shot. My neck from below. At the top left of the frame, yes, those are my glasses.
Click here if you want a more detailed view of this horrific display of human oddity.
From the back. Why did I need a hairy neck to keep warm? What about a thing called a scarf?
If you were wondering where I got my style tips — I got them from Chia Head!!!
Well — the job has ended til Spring and I don’t need the beard no more. Here’s the after picture. It was raining out, thus the wet stain on my shirt.
My barber was a Jew from Taskent, Uzbekistan! How about that?!?!
Oh, the water in this picture is due to me spilling drinking water on myself.
So I am clean about the head and neck. I have plans for my internal organs on Sunday. . .stay tuned to hear how that goes.
