One of the trillion ways that Sam and I are different involves our decision-making skills. When it comes to the easy stuff, she cannot volunteer an opinion.
What do you want for dinner? I don’t know, what do you want for dinner?
What do you wanna watch? I don’t know, what do you wanna watch?
But she can test drive one car and drive it off the lot that same day. She found a wedding band online from Bario Neal, she liked it, we went to Philadelphia and she bought it. Done. I, on the other hand, am just as indecisive about what to choose from a dinner menu as I am about the big decisions, like my wedding band. I’ve been putting it off since I cannot make up my mind. Finally, Sam made an appointment with the people who made my engagement ring and dragged me in there. We sat down and I stared at bands full of diamonds and thought, None of these are me.
So she suggested I go try stuff on at local jewelry stores to see what I liked. First stop was Tiffany & Co., and I know that place is a zoo, that tourists are literally revolving in and out, but of the three associates who helped me (Some of the rings are on different floors) the man was polite, and the two women were rather rude. The first had absolutely no patience for me. I tried on three rings, all from the same case, and she treated me like I was wasting her time. The other was the same. She couldn’t be bothered to let me see the rings. So we left. When you’re an indecisive girl looking for a wedding ring, being treated poorly does not help you make up your mind!
So we walked over to DeBeers, where Jeff greeted us, offered us drinks and took us upstairs to try on some bands. He didn’t mind that I was asking questions and was incredibly patient and helpful. While the woman at Tiffany seemed aggravated when I asked her to repeat the name of a ring, Jeff wrote down all of the information on his card and didn’t rush us out. What a pleasant experience.
Wedding planning is a lot of work and a lot of money, so even if I dare to walk into the world-famous Fifth Avenue Tiffany & Co., I don’t think that it’s asking too much for their employees to be courteous and help me out. It’s not like wedding bands are a $10 investment.
I digress. I still don’t know what the hell I’m doing. I tried on two thin bands that I quite liked, one channel set, one pavé, and I am sure I would be happy with either. I also love the unique rings at The Clay Pot … It might all come down to flipping a coin.