Got another tattoo comment

Ugh. What is with people? Leila and I were at the Post Office this morning (three seperate times this morning, actually.) And we were using the automated postal center. A grumpy old fart of a woman was behind me in line, when she gasped (literally, gasped.) I turned around and asked if she was ok. She gave me the nastiest look, and said,


Her: "You have a big tattoo on your neck."
Me: "Yep. Are you alright?"
Her: "I just can't believe a woman...a mother, no less would get a tattoo like that. I just can't believe it."
Me: "That tattoo is actually just one of six. I have a really big one on my back. I think they're beautiful, and each one means something to me, otherwise I wouldn't have them."


I turned back around, finished my business and left, even said have a nice day to the mean old bag. I always brush it off, when I get a comment but it really bugs me and hurts my feelings. A couple of weeks ago Leila and I were at JoAnn's and I was wearing a dress, so my big tattoo (my favorite tattoo) peaked out a bit. Almost the same exact confrontation, word for word happend.



I guess these people have never seen "Bambi" and haven't heard "If you don't have anything nice to say don't say anything at all." Leila *always* tells me "Cute tattoo, mama!" Her favorite is the big one on my back, too. I'm thinking she needs this shirt.

*Sigh*