Yesterday, I discovered hair on the back on my hand and I’m pretty sure that it wasn’t there the day before. As far as I can remember, I have never had any hair at all between my watch and my finger tips. This is not a good sign. As I type this while staring at my hands, I am amazed that I didn’t notice before. I’m not a great typist and I use a blackberry regularly so I look at my hands all the time. I’m not a hairy guy to begin with and I have light hair so it’s no big deal but how could I not notice? It’s like it grew overnight. To compound matters, I went for a haircut today and when the hairdresser was trimming my sideburns made a move into my ear cavity and I heard hair being trimmed! Ear hair! What the hell is happening to me? At this rate I am likely to start sprouting hair from my shoulders by brunch!

I feel like I’m starring in Teen Wolf except that instead of Michael J. Fox turning into a socially awkward werewolf I’m turning into a typical middle aged man. I don’t want hair popping up where it shouldn’t – unless I’m actually turning into a werewolf which might be fun for awhile. I’m not sure if 31 is the age where this sort of thing starts to happen but I associate hand hair with old men that play chess in the park. Pretty soon my hand hair will migrate to my knuckles and then everything will be downhill from there. I’ll officially be middle-aged and might as well start shopping for a beige minivan.