59. Ignore

Some days, Fletcher really enjoyed working with people in his little slice of Paradise. On the other days, his smile was forced as he pierced teenagers in weird places and tattooed on permanent reminders of semi-permanent relationships.

Today was one of the ‘other’ days, and as Fletcher worked through hour two of a man’s huge back tattoo, he found himself tuning out the guy’s rambling story. He was finally learning the art of ignoring, and when he announced that he was finished to a silent customer, he had to put two and two together.

“Sir… are you ignoring me now?!”