The Narcos mustache dared me to be different I’d had a bad day. It started out horrible and once I got to work it just kept getting worse. Everyone I ran into seemed to have the most hateful attitude. You know what I’m talking about, that sort of day where nothing goes right and you just want to sucker punch every idiot who enters your personal space. When I got home, the only thing I wanted to do was to relax and do nothing. As soon as I walk through the door my girl starts talking. I hold  ...