I've been to two tattoo conventions and in my line of work I regularly ask about people's tats and accept offers to see more of them. If I'm having a comfortable conversation with someone who has tattoos I don't hesitate to ask. Almost without exception, folks tell me all about them and are usually proud. In my experience, folks with tattoos are usually really nice and often different, but in a positive way. Even a few bikers have shown me their pierced nipples and tattoos of mayhem. Of course, sometimes there's someone who regrets getting them and they say why.
The thing is, I don't have any and never will. Same with my wife and grown kids. In fact, I can't think of any friends with tattoos, except for a few women who have eye liner done.
I figure I know the names of everyone I love, and if I forget it's probably because I'm too old or sick. A tattoo wouldn't help. There's no person, event or piece of art that I want to memorialize on my body and can't think of a symbol that has that much meaning to me. At the conventions I see some truly amazing stuff, but have never had even the slightest desire to get one. I'm not afraid; it's more that I'm indifferent or disinterested in getting one.
I guess I'm interested in how people express themselves and want to know more.
The post about the chili pepper on the butt is terrific.