
Haha! Oya it’s story timeπ. So sometime last month I was in a gathering of people that I usually get together with to get things done. One babe kept staring at me (so much that I started feeling uncomfortable).
After staring for a while, she asked “How do you cope?” One of the guys with us said “With what?” but before she even answered, I already knew she was talking about my big breasts. Then she goes:
“It cannot be me oo ehn! I will die! I will just die! Never.” .
I did not know how to feel. Your baby girl just walked away because this is not the first time this particular girl has made this kind of comment. Sometimes she’ll see me and start shouting “Haa! Haa! You are trying.” Almost. Every. Single. Time.
I just smile or ignore…because it doesn’t matter. I can’t be worrying my head for anybody talk less of someone who doesn’t have enough filter in her mouth to matter to me. Soon enough, she’ll get used to idea or find a way to cope π€·π½ββ. Either ways I’ll be here doing me.
I’ve run into this girl a few more times after this. Some of those times, she still made her snarky comments and as usual, I ignored π. She hasn’t made any comment again the last few times we’ve seen each other. Looks like she finally got used to the idea of me…and even if she hasn’t, she will someday. She doesn’t have a choice πππ.
Moral of the story: Do you. The world will adjust.
Second moral of the story: it’s not always necessary to say what you’re thinking. Sometimes just shut upπ
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Your tiny eyed storyteller