Foot in mouth…
So working in a tattoo shop seems to be the place to stick your foot in your mouth, more than anywhere Ive ever been.
When I was apprenticing in ’99, a co-worker of mine who was also an apprentice was making a line drawing for some old english writing that said, “Made in the USA.” I walk up and jokingly said, “Oh no fair! You get to do that?!” He replied, “Why you wanna do it?” without realizing the kid was about 6 feet away, I said, “Fuck no! I hate that crap!” He then whispered, “Dude, he’s right there.” I kinda snuck around him feeling bad, and realized I should be more careful around the shop so this wont happen again(which is impossible)
I decided to go to lunch, and as I passed them in the middle of the tattoo session, I decide to redeem myself by walking over and saying, “Looks good! Thats pretty cool man!” Then returning from lunch, I swear to this day I saw the kid walk out the door. So once again, I start going off, “What a dumb thing to get!” “Did he lose a bet!?” “Hes gonna be so bummed” etc etc. Then I get nudged again by my co-worker, “DUDE, Hes right there!” I look up, and homeboy is staring right at me. I kinda walk into a back corner of the shop unexposed to the front, and wait until the kids friends pick him up. I was working a second job from 6pm-2am at the time, and ended up an hour late to my other job cause I didnt want to walk of shame past them all.
10 years later, I still cant seem to keep my foot out of my mouth.

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