Monday, July 19, 2004

The hating game

God must hate me, it's as simple as that. My girlfriend has been looking at rings for some time, and I think she's expecting one from me. We'd agreed on a ring that was obviously better than the rest, a nice gold one with 8 diamonds on the outside and a larger one in the middle.

The store had declined both her and I in-store credit cards, so why did I get one in the mail, a week later, with a huge (over $1000) credit limit? Without her knowing, I left work early one day to make my purchase. The store did have a "we pay the taxes" sale a couple days previous, I was only slightly disappointed when the sale was over. The difference would have only been ~$34 anyway.

I'd bought the ring July 9. The idea was that I was going to leave the ring in the store in the repair drawer so when I was ready to present the ring, I'd just have to pick it up. Also, my girlfriend wouldn't find any evidence of it at home, except maybe a receipt for jewelry repair (which she didn't).

However, and this is where the god-hating-me part comes in, she and I were at the mall again yesterday and we visited the store. Of course she notices the ring was missing, but she'd noticed two weeks before and I'd already planted the idea that I was disappointed and would find another ring for her, or maybe they'd order another ring like it. Well, we were there yesterday and they were having a fscking %30 off sale. ARG. And the person that sold me the ring, the sales person my girlfriend wanted us to buy the ring from, was working. He played it cool, not mentioning the ring. I, however, mentioned the sale in as much an inconspicuous WTF manner as possible. The salesperson laughed and said, "Oh, you missed the %50 off sale!"

Bastard better have been joking about that. If I didn't have my girlfriend there, I'd have asked him for the difference on the spot, saving me the trouble of having to bring the ring back with its 30 day money-back return policy. Getting all the cash back and then buying it again at discounted price. My girlfriend is worth every penny that I paid, but her birthday is coming up here and that extra cash could have bought her 1/3 a bed set, or almost two diamond stud ear-rings.

I'd picked up the ring over a week ago to give to my girl, but it's going back today. I hope they save me the trouble of having to return it and buy it again. And don't even get me started about not having given it to her yet. I know, I've had two weeks. Well, there hasn't been a perfect time yet. Last night would have been perfect but... well, don't even get me started on that. Let's just say the dinner I had planned got fscked when her Dad told us to babysit her brother all night.

-Don't be a hater

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