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I had my first set of earrings pierced when I was about 11 months, the 'firey hot needley' way. Being of the Indian persuasion and a female child, this is traditional, and actually is easier than leaving it till later -the younger you are, the softer the flesh is, and the easier it is to get the needle through and to heal.
All fair and good.

My second set, however were ... different.
1) Went to a pro (read; stuck-up posh bint with ridiculous charges), had them pierced, they were wonky. Left ear up, Right ear down. I came out of the booth and the 'receptionist' was sniggering like a loon.
2) Took 'em out, waited for them to heal, went back
3) Had them pierced again.
4) They were wonky, again. 'cept this time, they were the other way round, Right ear up, Left ear down
5) Took 'em out, waited for them to heal, went back again
6) Had them pierced again.
7) Were just bearably wonky - you couldn't see the difference unless you looked close
8) Right ear fell out. The earring, I mean. The entire thing closed up within hours, and I couldn't get it back in however much I tried.
9) You can bloody well guess.
10) BOTH were wonky- one went in diagonally and began leaking yellow stuff, t'other was twice as high as I wanted it.
11) Ripped 'em both out, and in a fit of pique, grabbed a couple of saftey pins and shoved them in.
12) Spent the next two weeks with the sodding things in my ears. Ye gods, the looks I got...

Last I heard,the moronic twit had done a runner... turns out she'd lied about her qualifications... Eep.

Umm.. length joke? Dunno, can't think of one...

EDIT: In retrospect, I really can't think of any reason that I KEPT going back again and AGAIN to the bloody place. All I can say is ...
(ifonly, Sat 2 Dec 2006, 21:02, Reply)