When I was a teen I wanted one. Only the outsiders of society wore them then and I felt like one. I wanted to be a dark gypsy carnie. Rebellious and mysterious. Yep, that's me. Now the carnies look like preppies in their working clothes. Only way they can advertise their social difference. Heh. 'spose they're all saving money to get them taken off now.
Later I considered getting the obligatory Harley one when I first started riding but I wanted something well done and the artist I chose was out of my price range.
About ten years ago I considered having some vines done around scar tissue on my thigh and the artist told me it was ill advised to tattoo on scar tissue.
I think at the present I'd feel like someone come late to the party and tagging along.
"Hey, Grandpa! Wheel over here and have a look at my new tat. When are they serving us dinner? Is that Hendrix on the musac? CRANK IT, NURSE!"
Knowing that my tastes and interests change about every ten years was also a factor in my hesitation.
And, as Evan mentioned, my friends who got them thirty years ago are pretty unhappy with the effects of age and gravity on their once fresh bodywork.
So I guess I missed the boat on this one.
"No ray of sunshine is ever lost, but the green which it awakes into existence needs time to sprout, and it is not always granted to the sower to see the harvest. All work that is worth anything is done in faith." - Albert Schweitzer
I have 3. One bigish one on my lowback..its a magnolia, my moms favorite flower...and my boys names on the bacj of my shoulders....I know they will always mean something to me. And when I get old and saggy....I 'll just put on a shirt!!!HAHAHA