Sundays are usually pretty uneventful, it was so quiet today we actually ate Burger King behind the counter. Shh though, very naughty of us.
I had a hilarious girl come get her septum done, people like that are the reason I love my job. Chatty, bubbly, and brave. It's gotten to the point where if I see a girl that looks the age of 13-17 go straight to the counter, with friends or parent, it doesn't matter. I know what's going to happen, and I sigh, loudly.
I think the record for me being stuck with a scared little girl is 45 mins for a belly button, she was 14, and would not let me near her. Crying, shaking, her mum screaming at her to lie down.
I've also had a 6 year old getting her lobes done, did one fine, no problem. But then proceeded to, kick me, scream and cry until her mum actually had to pin her down. I felt fucking awful after that, that kid will have a life long fear because of that bad experience. The thing is though, if you know your child well, you should know how they might react to this sort of thing. When I have kids they're not having anything done until they're 12, so they won't be scared and understand how to look after it.
I had a mum come in with a baby, literally one years old, wanting her ears done. Company policy is 5 years old at the youngest, I even fell bad about that. She got in a right strop with me.
There was one guy today, who came in with a swollen lip. He had a 12mm in already. It had grown over the back, I was kinda worried he would have to get it cut out at A&E, luckily (after 20mins) I got it changed for a longer bar. But bloody hell, he was in so much pain.
So apart from that, and dancing around the empty shop to Emily's phone, cleverly plugged into the speakers. Very dull, I have a feeling tomorrow will be better. Keep you posted, I have new p.js to put on, *bliss*