Ah the great Friday the 13th, betcha all wondering weres my work gone, why hasnt this loser been doing updates Well as it goes love always passes

for once again I put my all in seeing someone else tattoo shop makes it, just to get fired cause I wouldn't sell out my beliefs, but to ask them its cause 2 tiny piercing needles missed my sharps container to tell the truth i almost think they were planted, but I have been tattooing since the early 90 in 3 different states in about 5 different health departments jurisdictions, and this would not even be considered a critical violation (ones that require immediate action) more of intermediate followup problem, my fellow coworkers made much greater mistakes but cause there more of team players than me, I guess there's don't matter

the owner took it upon himself to cuss me out and tell me I was risking everyone's job, when in truth its cause I wasn't a suck ass or sell out , and he didn't like my voicing of that opinion on my space (my bad)funniest part he kept trying to act like this was hurting him, we all took a bond that above all else we wouldn't desert this ship

truth be known I busted my ass in there as the unglorified assistant manager (meaning I did almost all the dirty work, and got paid none extra) the apprentices we have had and did have were incompetent to the point I constantly had to scrub tubes, load the autoclave, and even mop the other artist floor, while they played XBOX in the chill room, or enjoyed uninterrupted work with there request or clients, while every time the phone rang or a price was needed I had to unglove (which cost me tons in gloves)and answer the phone, even got to the point I kept the shop cell in my pocket, even though it was supposed to be the managers responsibility (which i also would get in trouble for), I couldn't even step out for second without them looking for me some stupid shit the other 2 artist could do

one of wich has forgotten completely who stuck his neck out for and had been looking over her shoulder keeping her nose clean for her, turned out to so inconsiderate shes been using pictures I took on her myspace an d DA, and from what My old lady says put stupid faces on me, how childish can you get, she wouldn't even have the job if it wasn't for me, my friends brought her to me, and even though we had ,one said no matter what we wouldn't hire anyone new (we had bad luck with a new hire) we definitely wouldn't hire another woman ( we were going to keep it just us guys and keep the menstrual shenanigans to min) but I asked my fellow artist and the owner to overlook it and look at the backup I got

all in all I guess its good thing , the owners constant barrage of rules (by the way the guy inst a tattoo artist hes some sort of loan hunter. and had like 3 tattoos when we met, all tiny) and one sided bitch outs disguised as meeting, he just though owning a tattoo shop would make him cool, and saw the dollar signs

and I cant have that on my conscious , plus he threatened me over talking about this on my my space page, so heres a place he should never look and I can let my fans know the truth, I was sick of the great white rapper thing, I was never about the money, it was always about the art and seeing my customers happy and doing my art, now I am gone that's all they are another shop, doing flash or some sort of old school mockery of custom, I do feel sorry for the apprentices left in my wake, the little tattle tailing bastards (when I told em I would fire em if needles were found again, which it was 99.988 chance they left them, they went and told the owner, UM I hired them, and the manager had given me elicit rights to fire them)for there going to have to really work now, and not play so much video games or talk on their cellphones

now mind you the owner made up for alot of his bad short cummings with gratuitous help every now and then (bail me out of jail and paid some tickets for example) but the several thousands dollars I made him in a sucky 50/50 slpit (I supplied all my perishables) and a several hundred dollars in absolutely free tattoos done with a smile, the rest was made up with putting up with his shift in attitude, while we built the place and spent months unpaid, it was all about this is our place we all own this, we are family, to the mine mine mine attitude, he always reminded me his name was on the bills

so as my friends tell me I am better off without them, but sadly there is not a single second of the day I don't think about that place, I loved to tattoo, but I dont think I can ever do it again, it fucking scares me like a lil bitch to think of putting my art in that kinda vice again, I was so stiffled there, I was nervous daily that something was going to go wrong, so much I neglected my own shit, and even now my heart beats hard thinking, WHAT THE FUCK

I have tons of unfinished work, and I will do what I can to help those peeps out you cant contact me on here if needed