I’m a woman in my twenties, and I’ve just finished a run in my local park. I’m checking my stats on the running app I use when an old guy comes up to me.
Old Man: “Why do you gotta have so many ugly tattoos like that?”
Me: “They’re really good at helping me separate those who can mind their own f****** business and those who can’t.”
The old man started opening his mouth for a comeback, but nothing came out, so he looked a bit like a goldfish. I finished logging my run on my app and headed out. He was still standing there processing as I left the park.
