Inked

Thursday, January 19, 2012
Location: George Papas Tattoo
Task #13 Tattoo #2


So maybe 2nd time's the charm. Before we headed down I called ahead to make sure my appointment was still on. George assured me he would be ready and waiting, so we started the night the same way: met in edison park at 6:30 left a couple cars behind and headed down Devon to Clark Street.  The waiting period between Tuesday and Thursday was much easier on me. I didn't spend it frantically debating what I was going to have done. I think my resolve came from stumbling upon Terese's facebook page somehow. I thought to myself that she would tell me to suck it up and go for it! So I was prepared, I was ready, and I had no reservations.

When I paid the meter this time, I told Nelly and Abbie not to go in ahead of me. I was afraid they'd go in and I'd stumble in on more bad news. So they waited, and we are shivered our way in together.
We had the shop to ourselves. Which calmed my worry about too many strangers seeing it all hang out.
We nearly had a glitch, George didn,t think he had the font I wanted. But luckily for me he found it. I told him how I'd had a dream that such a thing would happen. That I had so much anxiety about things not working out! He laughed, saying that the dream almost came true.

George is a pretty interesting guy, he has a lot of stories about his 21 plus years tattooing, and he makes you feel really comfortable before you get started and all along the way.

Before I knew it, it was time to get in the chair. I warned all the girls to avoid taking unpleasant pictures-  no love handles please! George was like, "Please! I had a guy in here once who took down the chair. I thought we were having an earhquake!"  I felt better after that.

Of course it hurt. I felt like I was holding my breath the whole time. And we had a few laughing issues but avoided disaster. Over all, if I do say so myself, I think I took it like a man. Ha. And it was over, in much less time than I anticipated.

Then the cameras went into over drive as I squealed at the delight of my accomplishment. Of course almost instantly the pic was on fb and the comments started.

Afterward Nelly took the keys to my car and drove Jess, Abbie, and me to Jets for a celebratory drink.
I am very happy with the outcome and thankful that the girls were able to give it a second go with me!