I was sitting in my chemistry lecture and writing down notes. About halfway through the lecture, my prof likes to take a break from talking, take a drink of water, put up ‘funny’ science-related comics (half of them are funny, half of them are just… really lame). So J takes the moment to open up her laptop again and I notice that she’s on a website for a jewelry company that’s famous for those robin blue boxes with the white ribbons. And then this conversation happens.
M: Looking for something new?
J: No… I’m trying to find the ring that N got for me!
[N = the cheating, lying, thieving boyfriend of hers. She holds out her finger and there’s a silver ring that’s kinda ugly and, to me, a waste of sterling silver.]
M: Erm… Why are you looking it up?
J: So I can see how much he spent on it… There’s a lot of really cute rings on this site. I can’t believe he didn’t get me one of these instead.
[A few minutes past, a few actually funny science comics later…]
J: Michelle! [nudge, nudge] I found it!
[I glanced over at this point. Yeeeep, she found the ring online. The text is small so I don’t see how much it costs, until she highlights it for me.]
J: $490! [Canadian dollars, for those curious, not American.]
M: … Wow.
J: I know! He totally loves me!
M: … I don’t think you can really gauge how much he loves you based on how much he spent on a ring… Considering the fact that he did cheat on you. And all.
J: [pouts] It’s such a gorgeous ring. And he spent practically $500 on me! And there was no occasion!
M: You mean he did spend $500 on you, over $500 actually. Since tax is like 12%…
J: Is it really? Wow, that’s a lot. Anyways, it’s such a pretty ring. I love it. It’s so gorgeous.
[At this point, the professor resumed the lecture. Chemical reactions, ftw.]
I think the most unfortunate thing about that class is that I get there early and I find a good seat (front half, I’m such a keener at times) and she’ll search for me. And every single time, she comments on how, gosh, it’s just so hard to find me sometimes! And by the time she gets there, I don’t really have the option of moving because, well, she gets there about a minute before class starts. And most of the other good seats are filled.
And, because of my dear friend J’s choice of looking up her newest gift from her (slime ball) boyfriend, I was wondering… Do you ever check and see how much your significant other spends on you when he/she gets you a gift? Truthfully? I can’t say that I have, although I’m pretty sure that I can estimate the cost of a package of Skittles. Which is kinda infinitely better than a gaudy sterling silver ring that I would never wear. Because well, it comes in awesome flavours (minus the grape… and the banana… and the cherry…) and chances are that I’d get a lot more Skittles than guady sterling silver rings in my lifetime. And I’m pretty okay with that. Plus, my dentist wins out too. And the manufacturers of toothpaste and toothbrushes.