Short Story

A brief lesson on why you should be on this journey for nobody else but yourself:
The characters (Replacing real names for fake ones but this actually happened):

• Joe - an 80+ year old man who lives in my building and is very nice but a little fresh sometimes in an innocent old man kind of way.
• John - Middle aged married man, security guard in my building, who always jokes around with me but has been telling me to stop losing weight for the last 30lbs.
• Bob - My gay realtor who I love to death.

Scene 1: Coming down the elevator with Joe (80+ year old man) and he asks about my tattoos and in his fresh, innocent, old man way says "Women with tattoos are so sexy!"

Scene 2: Joe and I walk out of the elevator and find John and Bob talking. We both stop to say hi.......

Bob: "Krystle you look so cute now!!!"
Me: "I wasn't cute before?"
Bob: "Yea, you were but you're just so little and cute now."
Me: *jokingly* "Joe thinks I'm sexy because I have tattoos"
Joe: "Oh I love me a skinny woman!"
John: "not me...I think you could stand to gain some weight but whatever makes you happy"
Me: *Laughing as I walk away* "This is why I only do what makes ME happy. Can't please them all"

The end.