Winston and the Mysterious Flaw

Winston likely would have commanded more respect if it hadn’t been for that one flaw. Oh he was an upstanding man, went to church on a more or less regular schedule, ran a successful pizza delivery service, even served adequately on the town council. Winston had everything going for him, except for that exceptionally long nose hair. Stark white as the full moon, and just as hard to miss on a late summer’s eve. The hair, which extended from his right nostril, could have been over a foot in length, if there was a courtesy protocol for this sort of facial defect. Why Winston did not trip his nose hair, or even tug this particular strand from his nostril I shall never know. I’d ask him, but I can’t face him, can’t get beyond the wavy white tusk.