I have come to the conclusion that Half Sleeves are equivalent to pregnant belly's. Why have I come to that conclusion? Well it would be because of the attention my half sleeve has been getting me recently. Well its mostly been the colors and R2-D2 who has gotten me the most attention. When I am at my part time job I have to serve customers and keep myself together most of the time. You need to be on your toes and think quickly when it comes to answering questions. 

The other day I was at work and I was standing at the fudge counter. A family came in so I opened with the usual greeting "Hi Welcome to Kilwins! Would you like a free sample of our homemade fudge" The family came over and decided that they didn’t want any but instead wanted some of our homemade chocolates from the case. So I got them their items and as soon as I handed the gentlemen the peanut Butter cup that he ordered his eyes lit up. He turned to his wife and pointed to the tattoo on my arm. 

"Oh my gosh, can...can I see your forearm?" and of course I hesitated. I knew what getting a half sleeve meant but this was another level. I had nowhere to go and I Really was trying my best to keep conversations as well as interactions with my half sleeve at a minimum. As much as I love talking about it I also know that I have to be quick and efficient so for people to stop me and want to have half hour to hour long conversations is something I can't really be a part of. Noticing my hesitance he actually begged me slightly. So I held up my forearm and turned it for him and his wife to see. We talked for a little bit about how old it is, the color and the story. 

The past few weeks have been like that. I even had a customer touch my forearm and try to grab it to show her family. Like excuse me, that is attached to me...And of course me being who I am, I almost let that slip out but knowing that I needed to be as sweet as what we serve I just kindly pulled my forearm away and finished up their order. 

Oh how life is so interesting when you have art on your skin. Especially when it’s something like R2-D2.