About a week ago my husband and I had to go into the local Walmart to pick up a few items. Now, being that I have several facial piercings, I’ve learned to just ignore a lot of what people say and do when they notice me. Really, it’s just ignorant droll, from a lot of redneck, religious hypocrites, but on this particular night it wasn’t the shoppers that got me, it was an employee.
I’m in the dog food aisle trying to lift a 50lb bag of kibble into the cart, and a young male employee walks up, thinking perhaps he’s going to help me. I look up and the following takes place.
Employee: ” Wow, so that’s a nose ring. Does that go all the way through?”
Me: ” Yes, indeed it does.”
Employee: ” Yeah, my girlfriend has a lot of piercings too.”
Me: ” Oh really, that’s nice.”
Now at this point I’m wondering how old one must be in order to work at a Walmart, because this kid looks about 13. Not to be rude, but a creepy 13. Then this gem pops out of his mouth.
Employee: “Oh yeah it is! She’s even got her DOWNSTAIRS pierced. She says it really helps, and that it doesn’t hurt as much as you would think, because really, if you think about it, that area was meant to take pain. Do you have one?”
Me: “Oh sweet Jesus…”
Have you ever felt an instant need to take a scrub brush to your brain?
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