...but the very journey yielded a success far greater than the treasure I sought.
As I ordered my drink, I caught my cubical-roomie-life-mate-Ryan checking out the guy working the counter. Doing a double take, complete with an eyebrow raise, I caught site of what captivated him.
It was majestic.
It was everything I dreamed it could be.
It was the White Whale of all mustaches! And this, only 9 days in! But could it be? Could it be a MOvember mustache or was this a mustache pro, year-round in training?
Like a nervous fan, I approached the counter and said, "Excuse me, is your mustache for movember?"
With a grin he said, "Yes. Yes it is. I see you too have some growth. Have some free Starbucks, on me."
I walked out to the car, feeling happy but not yet complete. I put my coffee down and ran back inside as Ryan shouted after me, "You crazy fool, where are you going?!"
I said nothing, but approached the counter again, camera in hand. "Do you mind if I document this? My friends will never believe me," I said as if I were about to throw back a 40 inch fish.
"Not at all," he said.
So here he is:
And here is mine...as you can see I have quite a way to go...
Happy Friday my Denmonites!