Tattoo artist, who was your worst tattoo virgin?

Had a customer that wanted a little watermelon slice on his thigh.

Cool 5 to 10 minute nice and easy first tattoo.

Nope.

On the third line, I hear this weird little low-pitched moan.

Look up and his head flipped back and the rest of him followed.

When he woke up on the floor to three guys trying to pull him back up, he said something

along the lines of, what the freak? Why are you guys touching me? That's gay. It's been three or four

years since then, and he still hasn't come back in to get it finished. If I didn't know better,

I feel like that would be a comedy skit on YouTube. This old lady, maybe late 50s, early 60s, comes into our shop. She's quite timid as she approaches

the front desk. I say hello and ask what we can do for her. We'll call her A-B. I've never had a

tattoo before. That's fine. It's not as scary as you think. What is it that you want done today?

Well, my boyfriend is finally letting me have a tattoo. I had a shocked look on my face.

But I just wanted something small and out of the way. So if I change my mind, I don't have to look at it too often.

Okay, that's fair. What is it that you wanted? I want Andy's B written on my hoo-ha.

Nope, nope, nope, nope, nope, nope. We didn't do the tattoo. It was either some horribly controlling partner that wanted her branded with his name,

or some BDSM kink that I didn't consent to be a part of.

Screw that.

I've heard horror stories about women getting branded with tattoos for illegal purposes.

Scary stuff.

Also, if I was the tattoo artist who was talking to this lady, I would have been like,

Hey, yo! Girl comes in to get her ex-boyfriends name tattooed as a tramp stamp. Comes in with

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