suzannecallison
Rough_Rock
- Joined
- Oct 10, 2004
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This is how bad I''ve become. I''m at Walmart for whatever reason and I drift to the jewelry counter. I have an excuse, since I am looking to find the right setting for my beautiful little sapphire from cherrypicked....Anyway, there is a distinguished older woman standing next to me and I look at her hand and almost drop to my knees. She is wearing a ruby cabachon about 3/4" square set in a very plain antique setting.This sucker is HUGE, and the color is breathtaking. I''m thinking, is it really a ruby? a spinel? How can I get it off of her hand for a closer look? Sooo, I casually mention that her ring is lovely and may I have a closer look? At first she is delighted, telling me it came from Russia in the late 1800''s and yes it''s a ruby. As time passes and I keep staring, she edges away. Unfortunately the next ring I wanted to look at next was right under her hand, and then the next...She flees the store, poor woman, thinking I am going to rob her.
I''ve never owned a gun, but this IS Texas, and can''t you just see me pulling it on her just so I can loupe it?
Suzanne
Still waiting for my Richard Hughes book...

I''ve never owned a gun, but this IS Texas, and can''t you just see me pulling it on her just so I can loupe it?

Suzanne
Still waiting for my Richard Hughes book...