Yup. I think we might've just doomed our marriage today.
Our new ink
Sean's "M"...
And my "S" ♥
We were supposed to get them done at Blu Gorilla, the tattoo shop downtown where Sean has been getting his arm sleeve done by the owner, Tim. Tim wasn't available this weekend so we made an appointment with another guy, Ryan, who is supposed to be pretty good.
Let me preface this story by mentioning that the first time we went to Blu Gorilla we ended up having to wait two hours even though we had an appointment. No one had bothered to call and tell us that they were running behind schedule. We were both a little pissed, but ended up sticking around anyways.
Tim is a cool guy and he does amazing work, so it ended up being worth the wait. However, the girl who was obviously the "IsucksobadthatIonlygettomakecoffeerunsandpracticeonoranges" apprentice was a frigid bitch the entire time, and the shop is so small and crowded that two people can barely squeeze by each other in the hallway.
The second time Sean went back, he made sure he got the first appointment of the day and didn't have any problems.
Just to make sure, though, I called before we left the house this afternoon. I told the guy who answered the phone that I was calling to confirm my appointment and gave him my name, and after much shuffling of paper in the background, he said, "Uh, yeah, Ryan isn't going to be able to do you guys this afternoon; he actually asked me to call you and let you know." Nice. "Um, okay... so when were you planning on letting us know? Not to be rude, but isn't that the reason I give you my phone number in the first place when I make the appointment? So you can call me if you need to cancel on me?" Pause. "Well, yes, and I was about to call you, but you called me first (said in an annoyed condescending tone)." Silence on my end. Awkward pause on his end. Finally he stutters, "...But I guess I should've called you sooner, and I... uh... I apologize since it is my fault." Damn skippy it is. Is it reeeaaally that difficult to pick up a phone and cancel an appointment? I had to do it all the time when I worked at Maple Hill ~ it actually takes about 45 seconds. I finished the conversation as civilly as a I could, and rescheduled for next weekend (even though I had no intention of keeping the appointment).
We took our business elsewhere and randomly called Holly's Body Canvas since we had heard good things about them and seen some of their pieces on their website. The girl on the phone told me, "Oh, yeah, no problem, we take walk-ins and we have time to fit you right in this afternoon if you come now." We we arrived at the shop to find that it was clean, spacious, and well-lit inside; and probably the only tattoo shop I've ever walked into that didn't reek of incense or patchouli. The girl who did our tatts did a really nice job and took a long time to make sure the detail looked nice and the lines were clean. Three hours later, we gave her an awesome tip and left satisfied.
I'm fairly certain that once Tim finishes Sean's sleeve, we'll never set foot inside Blu Gorilla again.
Let me preface this story by mentioning that the first time we went to Blu Gorilla we ended up having to wait two hours even though we had an appointment. No one had bothered to call and tell us that they were running behind schedule. We were both a little pissed, but ended up sticking around anyways.
Tim is a cool guy and he does amazing work, so it ended up being worth the wait. However, the girl who was obviously the "IsucksobadthatIonlygettomakecoffeerunsandpracticeonoranges" apprentice was a frigid bitch the entire time, and the shop is so small and crowded that two people can barely squeeze by each other in the hallway.
The second time Sean went back, he made sure he got the first appointment of the day and didn't have any problems.
Just to make sure, though, I called before we left the house this afternoon. I told the guy who answered the phone that I was calling to confirm my appointment and gave him my name, and after much shuffling of paper in the background, he said, "Uh, yeah, Ryan isn't going to be able to do you guys this afternoon; he actually asked me to call you and let you know." Nice. "Um, okay... so when were you planning on letting us know? Not to be rude, but isn't that the reason I give you my phone number in the first place when I make the appointment? So you can call me if you need to cancel on me?" Pause. "Well, yes, and I was about to call you, but you called me first (said in an annoyed condescending tone)." Silence on my end. Awkward pause on his end. Finally he stutters, "...But I guess I should've called you sooner, and I... uh... I apologize since it is my fault." Damn skippy it is. Is it reeeaaally that difficult to pick up a phone and cancel an appointment? I had to do it all the time when I worked at Maple Hill ~ it actually takes about 45 seconds. I finished the conversation as civilly as a I could, and rescheduled for next weekend (even though I had no intention of keeping the appointment).
We took our business elsewhere and randomly called Holly's Body Canvas since we had heard good things about them and seen some of their pieces on their website. The girl on the phone told me, "Oh, yeah, no problem, we take walk-ins and we have time to fit you right in this afternoon if you come now." We we arrived at the shop to find that it was clean, spacious, and well-lit inside; and probably the only tattoo shop I've ever walked into that didn't reek of incense or patchouli. The girl who did our tatts did a really nice job and took a long time to make sure the detail looked nice and the lines were clean. Three hours later, we gave her an awesome tip and left satisfied.
I'm fairly certain that once Tim finishes Sean's sleeve, we'll never set foot inside Blu Gorilla again.
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