Showing posts with label jewelry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label jewelry. Show all posts

Thursday, September 9, 2010

I gave her my ring, she gave me a piece of paper! [The Sequel]

Since there seems to be a trend in sequels in Hollywood these days [I mean really, did the Chipmunks need a 'squeakquel'?], I thought it fitting to share my wedding related sequel. No, my ring did not break again. Though I did have to fork over my engagement ring for the second time in exchange for a piece of paper it had nothing to do with being broken. It had to be re sized. Apparently, when you have an engagement ring and a wedding ring, they both should be a bit larger than normal so your fingers don't get all puffy and nasty. Who knew?!

As the nice saleslady was filling out my paperwork she asked me the estimated value of my engagement ring. Ergh... Awkward?! I have no idea! I never asked Mr. Yankee how much he spent on the ring [I only made sure he didn't over extend himself] and I could only guesstimate on its value based on the specs he gave me. But seriously- do other brides to be out there know the exactly dollar amount their fiances spent on a ring?! I guess I should know for insurance purposes, but I always felt that ring shopping, purchasing and presenting were all a part of the guys preparation for marriage.. Why spoil it by requesting a blow by blow account of the purchase?!

After I gave her my estimate she very nonchalantly said they request the information because they cannot control UPS and they need to make sure they have the right dollar amount in case it needs to be replaced. I tried to laugh it off like an impossibility when she looked at me and said "It's happened before."
WHAT?! Why, why would you tell that to a customer?! Especially a bride to be! For all she knew I could have been one walking hissy fit waiting to happen. It made me nervous, but I decided to let it go and keep my fingers crossed that it doesn't happen to me and mine.

So there you have it, folks. I gave some lady my ring[s] and received a piece of a paper and a cautionary tale that the UPS has lost their packages before. Yay!

Any other brides out there have to give up their ring multiple times?!

Saturday, February 13, 2010

I gave her my ring, she gave me a piece of paper!

My ring is roughly 1.5 years old. Mr. Yankee purchased it in its completed form in November, 2008 and proposed in December. Making it fairly young in terms of jewelry life. So imagine my surprise as, when we were watching 'The Skulls' from our Netflix list I noticed what felt like a hard scratch on my ring only to notice that the scratch was not just a scratch. It was cracked the whole way through.

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Now my ring isn't as bad as the one pictured above, but you can definitely pull the ring apart if you so desired. At first I didn't know what to think. My mind went blank in a state of shock. This wasn't something that Mr. Yankee created in a back office on his spare time. This was a Tacori brand setting done by professional jewelers. So how, I was wondering, did this happen?! I do not work in any industry that requires banging of my hands against any hard materials. Quite the opposite- I work in a office with soft things like paper. I think the worst that has ever happened to my ring was the diamond getting caught in between a drawer. If anything I baby my e-ring. It is very special to me and I love it so. I keep it with me everywhere I go and take it off only when I shower or wash my hands. And while I was figuring out how this happened, I started to go into a mild rage. "How DARE they sell this to Mr. Yankee! He paid good money for this beautiful piece of jewelry."

As I tried to wrap my mind around what was happening, Mr. Y just shrugged his shoulders and simply said, "Well, white gold is a weak metal. All they have to do is sauter it back together. It shouldn't cost too much." With that my head snapped up and I nearly shouted, "It shouldn't cost anything! You just bought this thing! White gold isnt THAT weak." But Mr. Yankee being the calm fellow he is simply shrugged his shoulders, giggled to himself and continued to watch the movie. Meanwhile I sat fuming, unable to focus on anything other than my ring. I knew it was going to have to be shipped off to be repaired and I was dreading the upcoming absence. I had never been away from my ring- I was lucky Mr. Yankee guessed the right size and it never had to be adjusted. Now I was going to have to be without it for undisclosed amount of time.


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This morning I went into the store where Mr. Yankee purchased my ring and explained the situation. The manager of the store assured me that Tacori stands behind their brand and that they will take care of the crack at no charge. She couldn't, however, give me a time frame for when my ring will be back. I gave her my ring and she gave me a piece of a paper. Needless to say, it was a hard task to walk away from my beautiful ring and it made appreciate the piece of jewelry all the more. But I will survive. With a naked finger.

Any brides out there have to temporarily give up their ring? How did you survive?