Oh I more than get the point. I had this little devil put on when I was was 15 years old (1958). After three surgeries he still has his horns.
So I guess you could say it is the voice of experience. My other arm had my name on it, God knows why. It too required three surgeries.
Think long and hard before you get a tattoo. They are indeed a statement to
everyone who sees it. From the perspective of retirement I know that every ten years (probably more like five for me) I became a different person, boyfriend, father, grandfather, and now great grandfather. The Irish are prolific! So what do you want each of these generations to think about you?
Many years ago when I was in the US Marines I learned to hide in the crowd so I was not picked for some assignment. Later I found that being anonymous to the public is good. I go unnoticed and that has come in handy many many times.
This will tick some people off but I often wonder about people who wear a shirt with Pierre Charden in big letters. Seems they are saying I am too dumb to buy my own clothes, Pierre dresses me. So too with many tattoos. Ever notice the little guy (5'3" or so) who works out at the gym and looks like Arnold. He also wears a football shirt with some quarterback's number on it. We watch him walk by and think to ourselves, "What is his problem?" The way you dress the things you put on your body are statements about who you are -- so who are you? (That is not a real question to be answered)
One of my daughters had a sunburst tattooed on her stomach. Then she got married, had a kid and the tattoo looks like Sponge Bob. "OH, Dad, why didn't I listen." Heard that once too often. A 50 year old son-in-law who is now an executive with a major company has a lizard in his ear. Try that on for size with your colleagues as you mature.
Probbly more important than any of this is the idea that as you grow older the tattoo begins to define you. You think of yourself as the guy with X and you act like that type of person. People expect it of you and you come to expect it of yourself. So who do you want to be when you grow up? No offense intended as I still ask myself that question.