You gotta watch me every minute! I got my ears pierced (a second time) during my lunch hour today. I was on my way from the Bath & Body Works store to Yankee Candle, and was passing by the Piercing Pagoda (how '70s is THAT?), so I stopped just to peruse their earrings. Then I was chit-chatting with the clerk, and before I knew it I had two more holes in my head!
There was considerably less drama surrounding this event than the first one, which occurred two days before Christmas, in a mall jam-packed with Christmas shoppers. My friend Bonnie gave me the earrings/piercing as a Christmas gift. She had been pestering me for weeks to do it. On this particular night we had dinner at one of the mall restaurants and then segued into the trip to the Piercing Pagoda. Yes, they tricked me with food.
I was actually pretty nervous, being the weenie that I am regarding needles. Then this mom and her little girl happened by, and Mom told daughter to watch and see if she wanted to get her ears done. So in exchange, I asked her if she'd hold my hand, and she did! So Bonnie held one hand, a little girl held the other, and then it was done.
So I offered to hold the little girl's hand next, and she said, "I think I'll wait until I'm nine."
Such a big girl I am. I went and did this all by myself. Of course it WAS an impulse kind of thing, but how surprising that I would do such a thing on my own, on the spur of the moment, without someone to prevent me from fleeing at the last minute!
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