Pounded Ink

The other day I decided to stop at the tattoo shop for no reason other than socialize a bit with my tattooist. I showed up before the shop opened but he let me in right away. He looked a little surprised and the first thing he said was “Curt, you’re not supposed to get tattooed today”. I Laughed and told him that I was just there to hang out for a bit.

About that time I had an idea pop into my head that I’ve been thinking about for quite some time. I asked my tattooist if he had 10 minutes to spare during the day to give me a quick shot of ink. He looked puzzled again, probably because I only ever get large tattoo pieces. I explained I wanted a single color teardrop tattoo on the side of my index finger. He got the joke immediately and while chuckling agreed to spare some time for my new ink.

I set an appointment for about two hours later, left the tattoo shop and continued doing some errands.

Upon return the shop was empty and I went almost immediately into the chair. It took about ten minutes to set up the ink and tattoo machines. He pulled out a sharpie marker and quickly drew the outline of a simple teardrop. It was time to start.

Up until this point I hadn’t even thought of the pain that could be involved since it’s such a small tattoo. From halfway up the side of my finger to the top of my finger it burned a bit, but not anything too bad. Now when the needle went over the lower half of my finger and towards the webbing between the fingers it hurt quite a bit and was more of a stabbing pain then a burn.

I really didn’t mind it since it took all of five minutes to complete the tattoo. I love this little bugger. Now whenever someone cries the blues and I don’t want to hear it I can just throw up a tear in sympathy.