So, there's this coffee shop near my office that I just discovered and completely adore -- they have awesome coffee, great baked goods, and a super friendly barista. I invariably end up chatting with him for a few minutes when I'm buying my coffee. Today, we got to talking about tattoos and piercings, and plans for future bodymods, and etc. And this exchange occurred:
him: So I had a shitty experience at Chameleon in Harvard Square for tattoos! Don't go there! me: I had a mediocre experience for piercing, too! Here's what happened ... him: Oh, yeah? One of these ...? *flips earrings* me: Noooo, it's ... elsewhere. him: Oh, oops, yeah, I guess that was a dangerous question to ask!