Farewell to thee, Goatee.

I must not be very good at this blogging thing, as I haven't posted in a while. Bad me!

I haven't had much to say lately. I'm still job searching, without even the slightest success, however, now I'm pondering the 'return to the school' option. This initially reared it's ugly head as an interest in 'No Worker Left Behind' which I am still investigating, but now continues in schooling regardless of NWLB. I am waiting to hear back from U of M Dearborn on their Electrical Engineering program. I have a mechanical degree, but lately I've been thinking that's a dead end. I like being an ME, but I like the idea of having both an ME and EE degree.

That, however, is beside the point. Right now I wish to put into word a memorial to my Goatee.

My love affair with my Goatee began where most experimentation happens: college. I flirted shamelessly with my Goatee, going occationally with, occationally without it. As time wore on, and I matured, I grew closer to my Goatee, encouraged, at the time, by my then girlfriend, Rachel. Upon graduation, however, a rift opened between us. I needed to find employment, and unilaterally people said that one must be clean shaven to impress a prospective employer. Thus, saddened, but determined, I severed my relationship with my Goatee. Again, time wore on, and found myself still without work. No matter how much I yearned for my Goatee, I had to remain steadfast.

Eventually, I did find employment, and with it came new hope, and a new chance to rekindle my relationship with my Goatee, and we had been together ever since. My Goatee was with me when I met my wife, and at our wedding. My Goatee consoled me when my wife's cat, Allie, died, and reminded me of how she nuzzled my Goatee when being affectionate. My Goatee was there when I was laid off two month ago, and my wife tucked it in her neck as she, too, consoled me.

Now, however, my Goatee is gone. Again I am without employment, again, clean shaven is how I must be to impress a potential employeer, and again my Goatee is gone. Our long standing relationship is over.

At least until I find a new job, and can grow it back.