Ode to a Piercing

A nose piercing in fact. As in I received one yesterday.

Scene 1: Enter Rachelle.
Rachelle to friend that she sees daily: "I think I want to get my nose pierced."
Friend: "I thought you had your nose pierced!"
Rachelle: "Interesting. Did you also happen to think that I looked good with it done?"

Scene 2: Enter another friend that she sees daily.
Rachelle to friend that she sees daily: "I'm thinking about getting my nose pierced."
Friend #2: "Don't you already have your nose pierced?"

Can you sense the monotony? This continues to go on with a number of unobservant people. I finally decide that, hey, if they all think that I already have it done, it will surely look good. Decision made.

Scene 2, Shrap Metal: Enter Rachelle.

As an aside, I really enjoy going into Tattoo shops. Is this strange? The seedy entry pockmarked with equally sketchy persons talking about what obscene body part they plan on decorating, the smell of cigarettes wafting from the back, and the hilariously crass man handing out forms at the front desk all blend to form an experience that I can only label strangely enthralling. I find myself trying to inch the collar of my shirt over far enough so that one of them will glimpse my backpiece. I love talking about it. Maybe it's because I secretly want them to know that I belong there. I know it's stupid, but I think it's my adolescent hardcore groupie (not literally) past resurfacing. At any rate, there is a part of me that feels at home in said locations.

Rad Piercer Guy to Rachelle: "Are you nervous?"
Rachelle: "No...I mean a little. Yes. I'm nervous."
Rad Piercer Guy: It'll be over before you know it."
Rachelle closes eyes and clenches jaw.
Ow. I don't care who says it doesn't hurt. This is coming from a girl who has 10 hours worth of ink on her back. It hurt. Like a mother.

But it was beautiful.

Scene 3, Rachelle's House: Enter friend that sees Rachelle daily.
Friend: Babbling on about life notices Rachelle pointing at her nose. "What?"
Rachelle: "I got my nose pierced!"
Friend: "Well, ya, I noticed it, but I thought that you'd always had it?!"
Rachelle: *sigh*