Thank you for reading another story by yours truly, Foxy Boi! Anyways, you know what we do, let’s get into this.

I was at the auto shop nearby. (I’m normally pretty savvy with cars, but with a newer cars, I cannot work on them worth anything.( I sat down in the lobby after telling the mechanic what’s wrong with my car. I’m a bit smelly from work and worn out as I adjust my leather jacket given it’s chilly outside. I leaned back and notice this a kind looking older lady waiting as-well.

One thing to know about me is I’m pretty social. I have a tattoo sleeve on my right arm, keep that in mind. One of those tattoos is the tattoo G>^v. This means God is greater than the highs and lows. I am a strong Christian and I have been since I was around 10.

This lady looks upset as she sighs. “You know I just feel like I’m being attacked.”
I asked her as I raised my brow. “Why so?”

She sighed again leaning back. “I’ve just had a lot of personal things happen and now my car is messing up.”

I took off my jacket to show her my G>^v tattoo, and she scoffed in disgust, as if I was some foul being. I bit my lip. I was a bit uncomfortable at that point as I slowly put my arm down. (I am a very self-conscious person.)

She remarked. “ I don’t understand why young people do that nowadays they’re basically mutilating themselves.” She also went on a tangent on how it turns to people’s liver black. (One thing about me is I have a condition where my liver dumps everything doesn’t even try and process it because of drugs in my system as a baby.)

I paused for a minute and said, “ok.. well I have a condition with my liver-“

She didn’t even let me finish and remarked. “Yeah it’s called fatty liver. Everybody has it now because of the terrible food.” She kept on, but I kind of blurred it out in my mind because at that point, I was annoyed. It was as if she was trying to say she knew me when she doesn’t.

I narrowed my eyes. “ Actually… I’m what you call a drug baby my liver dumps everything does not even try to process it… So I think I’m fine thank you.”

This rendered her speechless. Then I remarked. “I was gonna show you something, but never mind.… Have a nice day. God loves…”

She nodded out of respect as I started playing on my phone.

The reason why I’m telling you this is let’s not judge people on their appearance. Too many times people like to assume things and you know how I feel about assumptions. Plus, it’s not our place to judge people. Only God can judge people.

Anyway, thank you for tuning into Foxy Tails.
Peace, love, hope and toe beans!