I feel like I am a genuinely nice person, one who has always respected the rules of society and tried to do good by others, but deep down inside me somewhere, I have a little rebel. That side showed through a bit more a decade or so ago when I went through the tattoo phase of life. I don’t regret any of the tattoos I have, but there is one that has been a pretty good conversation starter since I got it.
It’s a tattoo that simply says “Hey!”, and it is in a spot where the sun don’t shine.
Why you ask? Why not? I was 18, didn’t have any responsibilities and one day I decided I wanted it. It really means nothing, but no one sees it much anyways. So do I regret it? Nope, I forget it’s there most of the time anyway.
I do always remember the time my dad found out about it. He isn't a guy who ever yelled at me as a kid, but he was mad. Saying that I was wasting my money, and that if I didn't get my life figured out quickly I was going to struggle. Just a few years later I landed my first radio gig, and have had some decent success. So now we can laugh about that and the tattoo together.
There really isn’t too much more to add to this boring story, so I guess I’ll show you and hope that my grandpa doesn’t read my blog…