Tattoos
I love my tattoos. So do a lot of other people, but not all. Two days come to mind that I felt very uncomfortable. Bob Evans: I was eating breakfast and my husband had gone to the bathroom. A lady who had to be in her 80s stood in front of my table and stared at my arm. I pretended not to see her standing directly in front of my table. Then she called her husband over. She then was pointing to my arm and showing him. I looked over finally and saw a look of horror on her face. I smiled akwardly, they left. We finished the rest of our breakfast and then walked outside. I heard a lady say "that's her, that's the girl!" I turned around as the same lady was pointing at me to her friends with the same disgust on her face. Car Dealership: This literally happened 10 minutes ago This old chinese man sat right next to me in the waiting room when there was plenty of open chairs available. He stated at my arm and then directly at my face. Then he would rub his sandpaper hands together. He did this for a full 5 minutes until they called him. SO. AWKWARD. Now, I am not going to laser off all my tattoos because people are staring, but come on people. Don't be rude.