You can still ask questions…

I figure this would be a good time to introduce some of you to my blog readers. Nikki and I are blog friends, which is a little weird, but I did get the chance to meet her in person, which was cool. She’s crafty; she has fun hair, spunky kids, and I totally respect her because her job would be second to last on my rather-be-completely-broke list…(first on that list is a dental hygenist…sorry, Kelly.) Nikki is a pediatric oncology nurse. I couldn’t do it. I don’t do medical stuff; I loathe the C word, and I really just don’t know that my emotions could handle it everyday. Nikki serves the Lord by serving her patients…therefore, she’s completely rockstar.

Nikki’s questions were: Do you ever want to go into full time ministry (paid),
and do you get much flack about your nose ring? Let’s work backwards.

The nose ring. Well…I catch less flack for the nose ring that I used to for the tongue ring. Apparently some people think that’s deviant. I wasn’t ever deviant to me – just jewelry – but I don’t have it anymore so that’s a non-issue. But for the nose ring…not much flack. I think it might give people false perceptions of me if they judge me before they get to know me, because I’m pretty much the opposite of wild or adventurous, but that’s what they get for being judgmental. :)

I did, however, accidentally wear it to a final interview with a CEO-type (whoops) and when they called to tell me I was hired my new boss was like, “I do need to mention one thing…I feel silly even discussing this, but I was asked to let you know that we have a dress code and nose rings aren’t allowed.” Ha Ha. Good thing that wasn’t a deal breaker, huh? I had really planned to take it out (I didn’t wear it to my first two interviews) but I got nervous before this one and just forgot. That’s the most flack I’ve gotten, besides general comments by parents of students like “great, my daughter’s going to want her nose pierced now.” What most of those poor parents don’t realize is that they should rejoice if getting a (removable!) piercing is the “worst” thing their kid ever does.

And…that’s long enough. This will be a two-part response.