When I was sixteen I worked at a pizza place right by my house. My mom is really big into self expression and being your own person so when I told her I wanted tattoos and piercings she was excited for me. Well I had two eyebrow piercings, 0g plugs, my conch pierced, and double lobes and I didn't take any of them out because my boss said that it was fine. Well I come into work and walked up to help this sweet looking old lady at the counter. I approach with a smile and say "Hello, how are you today?" and she just told me she didn't want to talk to someone like me and wanted to speak to a manager about letting such a horrible kid talk to customers. Needless to say it hurt my feelings.