I had just seen a scene of some western with Kirk Douglas where he shaves with a straight edge razor…
that pretty much tells you all you need to know, don’t it?
…when I remembered how my Mom, a retired beautician, had to pass a barber’s exam when applying for a beautician’s liscence when we moved to a new state, and part of that exam was learning how to give a shave with a straight edge razor (which was packed away downstairs with all her old hairstyling stuff.)
Memorizing how Kirk would rake the razor over his face with confident, unhesitating strokes, I took the razor, made sure it was properly sharpened, foamed up my face and…
:eek: <-----actual look on my face
My Mom (who was in bed and hears the commotion) wanders in and says,
“What is going…Oh my GOD y-y- …that was so goddam stupid!”
I now have a gash in front of my left ear which will hopefully heal up enough by the time I get back to work Thursday. 
