Mayalaen

Dude and his friend came into the shop, bought a needle and tube, left, came back 20 minutes later to tell me the tube sucked and broke right away. I finally got it out of him that he had turned the power supply ALL THE WAY UP and blew the f/ucking end clear off the tube.

But as he’s telling me this, I look behind him and see blood on the floor.

His friend is limping into the tattoo side of my shop.

A blood trail is following him so I’m like bwuh?

Evan leads him back over to the supply side and closes the door between the two sides.

I look down and this guy has a gash from just below his knee down to a few inches above his ankle.

It’s gaping and he’s bleeding onto my floor.

me: yeah that like it needs stitches.

dude: uh yeah this oh i got that when i tried to jump over the half wall between the parking lot and the street

So then the guy starts whining at me that he doesn’t want to go to urgent care, leans over, and pulls it open (I guess to try and show me that it isn’t that bad?). Yup it’s gaping. A lot. And bleeding.

me: dude, you really need to go to urgent care. There’s one across the street.

dude: okay lemme just pay for this and we’ll go

He walks up to me and starts pulling money out of his wallet with blood all over his hands and now all over the money.

I hold my hands up and say nah just take the tube and needle. It’s $1.90, so totally not worth it to me.

dude: no! no i wanna pay for it

me: dude you’re bleeding all over the money and my floor. take the needle and tube and go to urgent care

When he looked down at his hands it was like he had seen the blood for the first time and dude just f/ucking passes out.

His friend hefted him up and dragged him out while I’m standing there like okay then.

It took me about 20 minutes to clean the shop and in the meantime Evan stood in the doorway directing people over to the tattoo side so they wouldn’t walk through the blood on the floor.