Number one tip: Do not bring your brothers with you.
Mine kept asking thing like, “Are you sure about this?” “How badly will it hurt?” “Where’s the piercing thing?”
When I first went to the mall, I was honestly scared to death. I thought getting my ears pierced would hurt really badly, but I was certain I would overcome the pain.
We stopped at the Piercing Pagoda and found some really good deals–free ear piercing if you buy a pair of earrings, as well as your second pair half off and your third pair free.
The lady seemed very confident, and I knew I could trust her. And yes, I am talking in the above picture. I can’t stop babbling even when someone’s about to poke a hole in my ear.
The lady then cleaned my ears and marked the spot with a marker where she would pierce.
Then, before I knew it, she had the piercing instrument in her hand and was counting to three. A pain–perhaps like someone pinching you really hard–jolted through my ear, but was gone in seconds. She then did the other ear and pronounced me done.
The whole entire process probably only took seven minutes. The longest part was when my mom and the lady were trying to make sure that the holes were lined up.
So girls, it really doesn’t hurt at all.
Flashback . . .
After my dad agreed to let me get my ears pierced, he smirked and said, “But when Zack turns 16, he can’t get his ears pierced.” (Zack is my twelve-year-old brother, by the way)
And I said, “Thank goodness for that.”
The lady told me the rules for taking care of my ear piercing so quickly, I could hardly even understand what she was talking about. I just figured I’d look up a YouTube video when I got home.
Some main things to remember: