I got my first tattoo at 19, and it was something I'd given serious thought to since after I moved off to college. After 2 semesters, I dropped out and moved to San Francisco, and got the tattoo a few months after that. I got a part of a bicycle frame called a drop out on my calf. It took another few months before I showed my parents, and my mom's reaction was, "Oh look, it's a drop out on our dropout!" Can't say I had made that connection before, but my mom still loves to point it out at family gatherings (I've since gone back to school). My others are real simple black outline-only business that my dad can tolerate because "at least it'll be easy to remove when you're 40!" I think they've come to accept that I'll get more tattoos, but I still go through the "what will mom and dad think" when trying to decide where they should go.