This is a big F-you to the woman in the Young Street grocery store that had the nerve to make rude noises at me and then get in the same line up just so she could call me a tramp and be rude. I had on a dress with a collar that was knee length and showed no cleavage or anything. It also had sleeves and was work appropriate. When I asked her why she called me (a total stranger) a tramp she said it was because I have a tattoo. Apparently a tattoo of a spider makes me a tramp. I would have hated to see what would have been said had she seen all my tattoos that were covered. Oh well though...it takes a tramp to know a tramp and I’m pretty sure you’re the dirty kind instead since you’re not the tattooed type. What do you do, collect diseases? —Tattooed Tramp