A quick Google search of “tattoo fails” will show that misspelled words happen way more often than you would think in the industry. Johanna went back to the tattoo parlor, but there was little that could be done at that stage other than offering her a refund. The artist showed her the designs beforehand, and she approved them with a passing glance.
The only option at that point seemed to be a visit to a tattoo removal clinic. However, when they discovered that it would require multiple expensive treatments, the family decided on a new course of action—they changed the boy’s name to “Kelvin.” Now, the Sandstroms say they prefer the new moniker because it is more original.
Oh now the name, while also being misspelled, is 'original'? Don't patronize me just because you couldn't pre-check your spelling.
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I guess it's cool to have your name the same as a measurement of temperature.
When I first heard this story on CBC radio, I wondered about it because I know tattoo artists ALWAYS show you the design first to get it approved, so any spelling error should have been caught by the Mom at that point. Guess she was too excited or nervous to proofread. I hope Kelvin is still a baby so he won't realize his name has been changed to match a tattoo and will grow up naturally with the new name.
No, he will find out early and it will torment him for life. My Mother went to a psychic before i was born and the woman told her that her first child would die before he was 30. You can imagine how I felt when she told me that as a teen.
Oh dear. Your Mom should not have told you that. But at least you did eventually prove the psychic wrong.
Imagine what a shitty birthday I had when I turned 30. Imagine all the asshole family cards. Not gifts, just cards. This was the same family that made me run away to see Star Wars because they lied to me.
I agree. Your mother should have kept that to herself. Besides, Astrology is made-up silliness, in my opinion. Man, that sucks old bean. Life is difficult enough without family crap.
After the Star Wars incident I never trusted my family ever again. Always a big let down. I boycott relations.
Sorry. When you can't trust your family...jeepers.
I ws freakin STAR WARS, man.
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