This nose piercing story was sent in by Jenna Deacon from Barnet, UK.
I first decided to get my nose pierced because my aunt had one and I have always loved it and also as I felt I needed a change after just splitting with my bf of a year.
I pestered my mum for it for ages and she finally agreed (with much reluctance!) that I could get it done after I finished my GCSEs as a reward and also as a 16th birthday treat. This was to be my first proper piercing as all I had done before was my ears at Claire’s and my second ear piercings I had done myself.
I chose this cute little piercing shop down the road from me as many of my mates had got piercings done there before and it was the cheapest place around. I went in the day before to book my appointment but the lovely lady who owns the place just said turn up around midday, so that’s what I did but instead of being welcomed with open arms I was fronted with a tall gold teeth clad, dreadlocked man who shunned me away as a tattoo was taking place and was told to come back in half an hour 😡
For many this would deter them but I had waited too long to get this done so there was no way I was backing out now. My mate and I wandered around the secluded street for what seemed like ages in the pouring rain for the half hour, then finally retreated back to the shop.
Once back at the shop I was regarded with the same icy attitude as before and had a form thrust into my hands to sign to say I consented. I was then shown into what looked like a hole in the wall were the piercing bed was, I grabbed my mates hand for moral support and we both headed over to the guy who was doing my nose but was told she had to stay in the other room.
So I faced it alone… 🙁