Cathy Jones, of This Hour Has 22 Minutes fame is not entirely unfamiliar at the good old Loomis Art Store, where I have been employed for the last 3.5 years. (and where I will no longer be employed at the end of the day. Whoa.) She, like many other Atlantic celebs comes in, looks at artsy fartsy crafty stuff, occasionally acts important, occasionally acts hilarious, and overall, is just Cathy Jones. She seems nice enough. And occasionally, she, or her co-shopping friends will offer useful advice.

Two days ago, the advice was given by her friend, whom I'm told was in a terrible band. "Let me tell you something," said the clean-shaven man, "If you grow a beard and your girlfriend really likes it, don't shave it off. You'll regret it."

At this, Cathy Jones nodded in agreement.

"You, you shouldn't grow a beard." She said to Brodie, "You have a very nice face."

"Not me," I said jokingly. "I grew this beard to hide my horrible face."

"Oh no. You have a nice face too. You have a good chin."