These are the things that keep me up at night...This is what I consider to be my "first year" even though I am a little beyond the first year and everyday I question whether this craft is the right choice for me.
This guy comes in and his regular shop is all booked up and he wants his grandpa's birth date and death date and intials and ... and ... and... all this shit and I got him to narrow it down... letting him know that all that stuff is just redundant. He agreed. So I am going through fonts with him getting a piece ready to fit on his arm... making him spell check everything. But, and this is what keeps me up at night, I didn't think twice about what he told me he wanted as the phrase underneath, as I was thinking about what needle size I needed to use to get this to work. The fucking poem is "GONE BUT NOT FORGOTTEN" not, Lost. I should know better to question him about this... but I didn't. I lost sleep because of this. When it comes to blows, he was the one that said "Lost" but I should have questioned him...
I lost sleep over this cause that mutha' fuckin' K is clean as shit! and I wanted to show it off. Now, I don't feel I can. growing pains...
