The Dang Apostrophe

The Dang Apostrophe

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A breakout season in the worst way possible

A breakout season in the worst way possible

Age heaps indignities upon us all. I just wish that at 47, I'd stop getting pimples, which all things considered, doesn't seem like all that big of an ask.

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Monday

Gray nose hairs and acne should be an either/or situation. No one should have to deal with both simultaneously.

This is a matter of both dignity and fairness in my mind. As age starts to add its various and compounding humiliations to the human condition, some other afflictions should be removed yet there I was on Monday afternoon on the 13th floor of a midtown office located on the same block as the Bergdorf Goodman telling an exceptionally nice doctor all about my exceptionally broken-out face.

Yes, I use a face wash. No, I don’t exfoliate. Yes, I changed the blade on my razor, and yes, unfortunately I have endured breakouts like this before. The last time it was this bad was six years ago, but honestly, I deal with low-level irritation on an almost constant basis. It’s unusual for me to go a week without having a pimple of some kind erupt on one of my cheeks or perhaps my chin. This strikes me as being somewhat unfair given the uptick in overall dysfunction I’m starting to deal with whether it’s the 15 super-charged eyebrow hairs to the gray nosehair that announced itself several months back.

Yet I am 47, and I still get pimples.

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