This happened to me yesterday. My New Year's resolution was to change my appearance and toward that end, I shaved my beard down to a goatee, cut about five inches off my hair, and got my ear pierced. Re-pierced, I should say because I used to have it pierced, lost all the earrings, and the hole closed up.
At any rate, I went to the mall yesterday for the ear piercing and haircut, ran into my friend Michelle and together we set off for wacky adventures in retail. While waiting for my hair appointment, we headed over to Claire's for the ear piercing.
They had the little piercing station set up by the door, and the Claire's girl gloved up while I filled out the form that says Claire's isn't liable if I end up accidentally lobotomized. While filling out the form, Michelle, the Claire's girl, and I suddenly realized that a lady who had come up to us talking was actually talking to us rather than blathering on a cell phone or something.
"You know you're not suppoed to do that," she said, "The Bible says you're not supposed to mark your body like that!"
I kept filling out the form, which incidentally was in Spanish because they'd run out of English forms. It was a learning experience.
Michelle and the Claire's girl stared at the lady, kind of dumbfounded.
"God created your body just right and that's His property! You're marking up God's property!"
Still filling out forms, I said, "Ma'am would you please go away?"
She headed off, still talking though. "I will, but you aren't supposed to do that! The Bible says so! God says you're not!"
"It's a free country!" said Michelle.
"It is, but God's in charge!" replied the lady, "You're not supposed to do that!"
And off she went.
And now I have a little white gold stud in my ear.
At any rate, I went to the mall yesterday for the ear piercing and haircut, ran into my friend Michelle and together we set off for wacky adventures in retail. While waiting for my hair appointment, we headed over to Claire's for the ear piercing.
They had the little piercing station set up by the door, and the Claire's girl gloved up while I filled out the form that says Claire's isn't liable if I end up accidentally lobotomized. While filling out the form, Michelle, the Claire's girl, and I suddenly realized that a lady who had come up to us talking was actually talking to us rather than blathering on a cell phone or something.
"You know you're not suppoed to do that," she said, "The Bible says you're not supposed to mark your body like that!"
I kept filling out the form, which incidentally was in Spanish because they'd run out of English forms. It was a learning experience.
Michelle and the Claire's girl stared at the lady, kind of dumbfounded.
"God created your body just right and that's His property! You're marking up God's property!"
Still filling out forms, I said, "Ma'am would you please go away?"
She headed off, still talking though. "I will, but you aren't supposed to do that! The Bible says so! God says you're not!"
"It's a free country!" said Michelle.
"It is, but God's in charge!" replied the lady, "You're not supposed to do that!"
And off she went.
And now I have a little white gold stud in my ear.
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