On Thursday I went in the the ink shop for more time in the chair of pain/happiness. I was set for 3 hours but came out to almost 4, which I am setting as my pain threshold! To date this has been the most painful of all tattoos. Mainly because when it comes to shading and coloring the same area will be hit over and over again. And as I look back the pain itself was not that big of a deal, pain comes and pain goes. And by the time it is all over you wont even remember the pain...only the fact you have some awesome cool ink on you!
But I do want to note 2 things I witnessed while I was there:
Two older women came in wanting to get some ink done....TODAY! But they were not really sure what they wanted, only that they wanted something today. They had all kinds of time restrictions on when they wanted it done. I mean, I know you have kids and that we all work on tight time schedules....but when dealing with tattoo artist they work on in whole different world. Yes Tattoville might be a bit expensive and work on their own time but....a good tattoo is never cheap and a cheap tattoo is never good. Well, in the end they left without getting anything done because they did not want to wait. The guy that was going to work on them was getting his shit together but again, they work at their own pace...don't rush someone who is about to spend the next few hours drilling you with needles over and over again.
While I was in the chair the guy that greets you and gets all your info comes over to my guy, who's name is Reverend James....but Reverend will do..., and asked him in a hushed voice how much he would charge and if he was will to tattoo some guys......junk. I was trying not to laugh in fear of moving my arm but I did anyway.....This guy was serious, he wanted a star tattooed on his PENIS! The Reverend did not even bat an eye, and said:
'$750, 350 for the 'handling' charge and the rest for the actual work. If I am going to spend that much time holding some dudes shit I am getting paid.'
And with that the would be Johnson ink man left. I asked him if he had ever done one before he said no but he had pierced about a half a dozen wieners in the past. I almost lost my mind....he shoved giant needles through someones cyclopes and then had them pay him for it! I swear there are some sick people out there....and I want to meet them!
And 4 hours later we have me:
It does not seem like a lot for 4 hours but believe the only breaks he took where 2 smoke breaks and that was it. I needed no breaks, my job was to sit still, any breaks that where needed were for him alone.
After that I went home, washed it and started on the after care of my new ink. It has been sore as shit these past few days. Of which I will be posting pictures of our trip to Lancaster PA, to see Thomas the Engine and to watch in amazement that at the Amish lifestyle!
I seemed to have misplaced the cord for the camera to the pc but I know it is some where in the mess of a house we have at the moment. We will be digging ourselves out of it tonight so I hope it turns up.....until then...who is next to get some ink?