We all have minor hobbies that make us happy and divert us from our daily lives.

Someone like cooking, creating wonders in the kitchen, while others enjoy knitting snug sweaters and making handmade sausages.

And sometimes what began as a pastime evolves into an additional source of money.

I met a man. Our connection progressed swiftly, and he asked me to his home.

I entered the restroom to wash my hands, but there was no towel. I opened the cabinet and discovered a bra.

I took it and proceeded to ask my “boyfriend,” “What’s that supposed to mean?” And he calmly said, “Just don’t get it dirty; I have to send it to a customer.”

It turns out that he was creating custom bras. I wasn’t convinced at first, but when he showed me the mannequins and his workspace, I felt a bit ashamed.

I felt a little disappointed that we had to split ways ultimately. However, it was not because of his employment; we simply did not get along.

My neighbor is 78 years old and lives alone. A kind and peaceful woman. I saw that a young man started visiting her. It would have been nothing, but when he arrived, I heard screams.

I began to worry, so one day I knocked on the door. They are calm. And suddenly the door opens, revealing an elderly woman dressed in a karate kimono.

I was blown away! She wanted to try something new in her old age, and this guy started showing her various postures and lunges.