I've found that sometimes you happen upon a conversation in progress between strangers where you'd just love to ask and know the whole story. The thing is, of course, that you can't ask because they're strangers. Such an incident happened to me yesterday.
My girlfriend S. and I were headed to lunch with her Dad and Stepmom when we stopped into Tiffany's jewelers to, as S. puts it, "visit the shiny, sparkly stuff". We quickly passed the counters out front with the items that include precious and semi-precious gems and headed to the silver and gold jewelry room that has stuff we might someday be able to afford.
While S. was busy gazing at a certain silver bracelet with which she has had a "maybe someday" relationship since long before we met, I decided to head over to the keychain counter to see if they had re-issued a certain keychain that S. once saw and loved. The keychain wasn't there, but two women were busy conferring with a saleslady. The saleslady had what appeared to be a blank sheet of paper on which she had drawn a couple of circles. In the circles she sketched a picture or two with some writing at the top and the bottom. She then turned over the paper, which turned out to be a form of some sort, and finalized the design in a circle at the bottom. At that point, I caught the words at the bottom of the circle with a quick glance:
I (heart) my boobs
After that, I finally realized what the form was for. The two women were having something engraved at Tiffany's, and it was going to say "I love my boobs."
I know that there has to be an interesting tale in here somewhere. I'm just not sure what it is. I'm also afraid to ask about it. I fear that it seems dreadfully stuffy and middle class of me when I think that a piece of jewelry from Tiffany's engraved with "I love my boobs" on it is not something that will appear on "Antiques Roadshow" in fifty years.
More than that, it seems like a bit of a waste of fine jewelry. A Graceland souvenir keychain with Elvis in a white jumpsuit yes, but a stirling silver or gold Tiffany's keychain, no. Then again, I don't have my own boobs, much less boobs that I love enough to buy them gifts.
When I told S. all about this later, her reaction was classic. She said "well, I hope she paid a lot of money for them." Indeed.
on 2003-03-16 at 9:45 p.m.
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