Gary woke the next morning more than a bit hung over from the night before. Yawning and getting out of bed he walks to the bathroom to get cleaned up for the morning.
Rubbing the sleep out of his eye, he looks in the mirror and notices slightly more stubble than usual on his upper lip. Still thinking the creme was nonsense, he chalked it up to his imagination and shaved.
Continuing his weekend routine Gary's day passed as normal with seemingly nothing out of the ordinary. After dinner he went to the bathroom to wash-up for the evening where he was greeted with dark brown stubble on his upper-lip; significantly more than his five o'clock shadow beard.
"No way" he gasped, leaning towards the mirror to get a closer look. He had only had stubble this long when he decided not to shave for four days when he was on vacation a year back. Eyeing the creme container on the counter he felt his stomach sink, what if the stuff worked? While he was mulling participating in his company's Movember, he only grabbed the creme as a joke. Now he wasn't sure what to expect.
Knowing that tomorrow was Sunday, he decided not to shave to see what awaiting him overnight. If things got to hairy, he would have to figure out what to do tomorrow.