I know I've promised to tell you why I want to visit Ireland so badly, but I'm not going to do that today.
I know I've told you I'll tell you about the "sauce," but I'm not going to do that today either.
I'm not even going to tell you about the horrible thought I couldn't get out of my head that kept me awake half the night. I'll save that doozy for another day.
I can't tell you anything about these things today because I simply MUST speak of what I saw when I went in to my bank this afternoon. It was quite appalling. And creepy. And I couldn't keep my eyes off of it.
It was a man.
With tiger stripes.
On his face.
At first when I walked up to the teller counter I noticed he had a lot of tattoos on his arms, but not being one to really care all that much about tattoos I took a peek and then proceeded to stare at the ceiling, but then out of the corner of my eye I saw him turn to the side. I could not believe what I was seeing! Right there all over this mans face were tiger stripes. Navy blue tiger stipes at that. Not only were his arms covered in tattoos, but his entire face was as well. I wanted to take a picture, but I thought that might be rude so I just stared at him instead. I'm so polite.
I would like to say I'm not judgemental and I don't have one single problem with this dude's face "art," but I can't. I don't get it. I really don't get it. Why would anyone want to tattoo their face?! It's permanent. What if the tattoo artist messes up and you have a picture of 3 legged leprechaun flipping the bird on your cheek for life? Or what if you want the old standby "I <3 Mom" on your forehead and the artist puts "I <3 Moom" instead? Embarrassing. Truly embarrassing.
I can't even imagine sitting still while someone is coming at my face with a needle. I have a hard enough time with eyedrops and those aren't sharp!
And then after all that staring I did, I couldn't even cash the check I took in there because someone...ahem, Jesse...wrote "Designs" after my name so it looked like the check was made out to a business which I don't have. But, had I not gone in there to cash that check I never would have seen tiger face.
I wish I would have had the guts to say Rawr! Nice stripes!
Ok...I wouldn't have said that, but still, I stared. I stared a lot.