Not The Breast Compliment
(I am a female and am new to the area. Normally, when I come into this store, I’m dressed normally with hair and make-up done. After the worst day ever, I stop in my pajamas and look like a hot mess. Note: I have distinct tattoos across my chest.)
Me: “Newport 100s, please.”
Cashier: “ID, please.”
Me: *hands him ID*
Cashier: “Oh, yeah! I recognize you by your chest.”
Me: *speechless*
Cashier: “Oh! Sorry! I mean your tattoos!”
(Needless to say, it made my day!)



