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In ‘99, I was working at a shop 30 minutes out of SLC.  I had a guy walk in, and want his tiny iron eagle on his upper arm(rocker spot) covered up, with an even bigger iron eagle.  He handed me some book called, ‘the rise and fall of blah blah blah…’ and pointed out an image of the one he wanted.  I started drawing it on his arm, and as a neared the bottom where the swastika is clenched in the little birdies feet, he said, “Oh, by the way, I dont want the swastika in there.  Im dating a Jewish girl right now, but if things dont work out Ill come back and have you add it later on.”

Later telling the story to my co-workers and boss, everyone laughed but my boss.  He tried to convince me that maybe this guys girlfriend was the prejudice one for not accepting the fact that he was a racist and not wanting her boyfriend to have a Nazi tattoo.  And that she should respect him for setting his beliefs aside and willing to give her a chance with him.  Its strange that I amongst 20 other artists in town no longer work for the old man. Ha!