Day 1 Well i don't really know what I'm supposed to write in this thing so I'll guess I'll start with my day. Today i opened my brothers shop (his name is Dimitri) and i started up for the day. My first appointment was with this blonde chick, name's Maggie. She was pretty cute and nervous too. It was her first tattoo and i guess she was afraid of the pain. She wanted a rose tattoo across her ankle with little butterflys around it. Stupid I know but i did what she wanted. It went smoothly and she was happy with the results. She paid and went on her way. Second customer was this fifty something year old dude. Go's by the name of Robert, came in for a tattoo he wanted to remember his wife by. Simple tattoo, two doves with a single rose between their beaks. And it went quickly too since i didn't need to put to much detail in it. At first i thought he was going to pay and walk out but no. He started bawling as soon as he saw the image and gave this long history on how long he and his wife were together and how he lost her to cancer 3 years ago. To be honest i felt sorry for the guy but i couldn't do anything about it except give him a pat on the back and a cup of water. I could tell you more about my day but that was pretty much it. Except when this drunk guy came in, demanding some crazy tattoo with an alien with a hula hoop and a fruit hat. Man, out of all the days i get stuck alone at the shop this dude decides to barge in? I'm glad i called the cops before he got any crazier. Sometimes i think why am i in this business anyhow? Revy says its part of the family tradition but i think it just so the bank doesn't take the place away. Man people can do stupid or crazy stuff when they're desperate.