Blenheim
Ideal_Rock
- Joined
- Feb 27, 2006
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It''s rather cold here in Michigan -- already in the 40s, which is really making me dread my first Michigan winter -- meaning that my fingers are a little bit shrunken and my ring is spinning more than usual. After walking around outside without a coat, I decided to pick up some hot chocolate to warm up. As I reached out with my left hand to give my money to the cashier, he reached out, planted his finger on the table of my diamond, re-adjusted it so it was centered on my finger, and THEN took my money. Huh!?
I was too shocked to say anything to him at the time, and I''m still confused as to why he thought that was appropriate.
I cleaned my ring off as soon as I could after leaving. Fingerprints on the table, ugh!
I cleaned my ring off as soon as I could after leaving. Fingerprints on the table, ugh!