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Originally Posted by Tvflguy
I must be getting old. Little things seem to get under my skin more and more. I try to suck it up and shoulder-shrug. But,
Seems as if there are more and more folks, esp sports and entertainment and sometimes people right in our neckofthewoods. Big NECK tattoos. After spotting this I wonder what they will do when they’re 60, 70, 80. Perhaps tattoo removal will be a good investment business.
Mind you I’m fine with tattoos, it’s your body and life. But sometimes it’s a Yikes. Esp the sleeve tatts and hand tatts. And now Neck.
When we have a Server or such with a few tatts I ask the significance etc etc.
Also on the “getting cranky” topic, I just got back from a drive up and back on Buena Vista. Going around about 16 roundabouts. 5 of them, drivers simply HAD to go directly side by side with me even tho I slowed etc before. 2 even cut the line close and I needed to brake more than normal in case they would cut over. It was not busy and no need to cut corners. C’mon - common sense folks. Don’t parallel drive around roundabouts!!!
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Some tattoos are works of art that tell a story…….
Sometimes, if I meet someone whose ink is especially eye-catching and if the opportunity presents itself, I say, “May I ask about the story of your ink?” (Never has anyone I have asked taken that question as an insult. They always share the story and I thank them for telling me.)
I don’t have any tattoos. The next generation of women in our family have a few, all of them have stories. But their ink does not draw attention. All of these women are in successful careers and probably thought carefully about where and how much to ink……
I think it was wise of them to keep their tattoos small and subtle, and maybe not showing at all, although now tattoos are commonly seen on women…….
But that’s just silver-haired me thinking it’s smart for women competing in the world of careers to not have tattoos announcing their presence and possibly drawing attention from their brains. (And don’t get me started on cleavage.) Of course, I am a dinosaur from the generation of women who read that book
Dress for Success.
Speaking of being a dinosaur — and now, I am silver-haired (grew it out during Covid and I love it) — I have since found that I now have a silver-haired bad angel who wants me to say what I am thinking because the hair with an accompanying smile can get me by with more…..
When I meet young people who are covered with tattoos, that had to have cost them a fortune, my silver-haired bad angel wants me to say, “Listen sweetie, have you started a Roth IRA?”
Boomer