Jan 13, 2006 08:56
So this morning I met a girl in the elevator. I could see she had some old engligh tattooing going from her wrist to elbow on the palm side of her forarms. And she had two giant red stars on the top side of her wrists. Maybe it's bc I get unconfortable in an elevator with someone but I have to say 'hi' or 'good morning' or some shit like that. I think it's polite. So here's how our conversation went:
Me: Good Morning
Her: (looks at me)
Me: Um, do you mind me asking what you have tattoo'ed on your arms?
Her: (raises arms up to show me)
Me: (sqinting trying to read it) Sorry, I can't make it out.
Her: Walson (?) and Maggot
Me: Oh. .... I still don't get it.
Her: I'm a big Slipknot fan.
Me: Oh. ... I don't listen to them. (feeling her icy stare) Sorry I just was curious.
Her: It's OK. It happens.
Me: (thinking this is what people feel like after they meet Chris Pirchl)
Door opens and girl walk out. !!! Slipknot tattoo !!! I may have broke my rule of not asking people about there tattoos bc I have come to hate that myself, however that was worth the amusment.