Once in a while an idiot comes into the studio. I've heard it all before, but there's always one who thinks they've come up with something new.
On Saturday, a couple walked in. She didn't like her tattoo. It was eight years old and she'd gone off it. She wanted a new free one. He pretended to be a policeman. Well I've heard that one before too, so I asked to see his ID card. He didn't have it with him. What a surprise.
These two actually thought they'd get a free tattoo cover-up eight years later! Quick check to make sure this is still Planet Earth, same dimension etc.
Imagine trying to take a dress back to a shop eight years later...
See that rectangular space in the wall? Door, go, now.
Like I said. Idiots.