There is a conclusion, afterthought but I currently can't put my finger on it but I consider those events noteworthy*enjoy* :)




Shaming children & adults


Children: What are you doing?
Me: Am pooping
Children: (after few seconds of silence)

*Sing songs so I will not feel ashamed while they wait for me*
(they want to play with me or want to be observed by me but they have told me: don't just observe us people will think that you are our mom) Note to myself: Do I feel younger or did I remained young enough to be a good playmate? They usually knock at my door and say: "We are bored come play with us"

 


Adult, female: *waxes her mustache and underneath her chin every month*
Me: *smacks her hand while talking to her and explain* If you are going to hide the fact that you are waxing your facial hair can you at least keep it a secret instead of trying to find hair that need to be waxed in the areas you usually wax while being in public?
Adult, female: *thinks about it and laughs*
(few days pass by)
Same female adult: You know what? I had a meeting with a group and while listening to a presentation I spotted another female doing exactly the same thing! Our eyes met while we both were searching for facial hair that need to be waxed and we laughed a guilty laughter... but hey I am not the only one! But now I truly understand what you meant...









 





Short story by night soul woman The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2015-11-02 at 10:58

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I was actually so engrossed in the story that I couldn't believe it just ended. I want more!!!!!!!!
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