A tattoo and prejudice often go hand in hand. I frequently overhear comments like, "What an intimidating guy—look at all those tattoos. With that bald head, you wouldn't want to meet him in a dark alley." We all form first impressions, but labeling someone with tattoos as antisocial by default? I strongly disagree.
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Few colleagues in my professional network know about my tattoos, which sometimes leads to candid negative remarks in my presence. As a secretary, I interact with office staff and hands-on workers on the shop floor.
Secretaries face stereotypes too—white blouses, pencil skirts, pumps, buns, glasses, and office affairs. Let's dispel those myths.
I present myself professionally at work, covering my larger tattoo with a stylish shirt and jacket. This isn't about fear of judgment; it's about maintaining a polished look that I prefer. I respect my director's preference to keep it covered, as he noted it's best not to display it openly. It aligns with existing biases, though I believe we should approach them more openly.
In summer, my tattoo peeks out more without long sleeves, but I keep a jacket handy for unexpected visitors.
Many associate tattoos with certain groups—'rough' neighborhoods, sailors, rockers—quickly linking them to antisocial or criminal behavior.
I'm none of those. My tattoo is a beautiful adornment, a reminder of personal strength through life's challenges. Even without deep meaning, personal taste should be respected. I may not love everyone else's style, but that doesn't define their character. Judge after you know them.
In my role, I remain professional and credible, tattoos or not. My performance doesn't change. If you meet me without knowing, you'd form a positive impression. Seeing the tattoo later doesn't alter who I am.
Online, I read a man claiming tattooed people signal defiance: "I am me, screw those who don't accept it." I disagree—it says more about the observer. Opinions matter to me, but I love my tattoo. It's personal, suits me perfectly. Maybe I don't love your jacket, but it suits you 😉.
Prejudices persist.
Recently at a party with suited professionals, jackets came off, sleeves rolled up. A polished man revealed a tattoo sleeve. Suddenly, my prejudice emerged: neat outside, adventurous inside 😉.
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