An Industrial Goodbye

The Spring of freshman year in college Los Angeles, is where I got it done. It was an event to say the least, started out being your average piercing, me and a couple of my track buddies. Ending up being a story in itself and my whole track team along with my coaches standing, watching. All with different feelings and expressions, the scale of emotions on view. Anywhere from being horrified to wonder. That's where it all started, it on a night in LA.
Here I am four years later still sporting it, until today. Today it is being laid to rest. It has gone from a conversation piece to a point where it pretty much screwed up my ear. On Monday I went and saw a doctor about it, about them really, both ears. She was semi stumped and referred me to a dermatologist. Although before leaving the office she made sure to get some pictures of these crazy looking things. These things called keloids. Let me just give you a brief history of what keloids are. They basically are a build up of scar tissue, more commonly found in black people. Which I guess explains my athletic ability along with my butt. Nothing life threatening, just hard on other peoples eyes.
The dermatologist's office is where I found myself yesterday morning. Face to face with a pretty old man (and by pretty I don't mean in looks) with a magnifying glass on his head, inspecting my ears. This lead to probably five to six pokes with a needle in each ear. He claims that this may help, but we'll see. Needless to say, industrial out. Goodbye.