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Sorta interesting story.....about crystal....
About 34 years ago, Joanne and I were newly married and shopping in a big store, (can't remember name of it). She was looking at crystal that they had recently put out for sale. Suddenly she starts grabbing boxes with 8 cups or goblets or dainty looking things in them and quickly puts them in the cart. I watched her then put the display crystal back in the boxes and add them to the cart too.
I dashed after her as she headed to checkout.
"What are you doing?" I asked. She just shushed me and got in line. I looked at the boxes and realized they were all labeled at $50. Good grief I though to myself, this is gonna nearly break us.
Being newly married I kept my mouth shut and just grumbled.
When we were in the parking lot she carefully loaded them in the back seat, sat down, lit a cigarette and started grinning from ear to ear.
"What the hell?" I asked. (What I probably said was "Uh, sweatheart, what about the other stuff on the list?")
She turned and said she just bought Waterford crystal for $50 bucks. Nice, I thought to myself, so what? Have I married a psycho crystal fanatic?
Looking disgusted she then said, "Fifty bucks a BOX! They are supposed to be 50 per piece!"
Sorta interesting story.....about crystal....
About 34 years ago, Joanne and I were newly married and shopping in a big store, (can't remember name of it). She was looking at crystal that they had recently put out for sale. Suddenly she starts grabbing boxes with 8 cups or goblets or dainty looking things in them and quickly puts them in the cart. I watched her then put the display crystal back in the boxes and add them to the cart too.
I dashed after her as she headed to checkout.
"What are you doing?" I asked. She just shushed me and got in line. I looked at the boxes and realized they were all labeled at $50. Good grief I though to myself, this is gonna nearly break us.
Being newly married I kept my mouth shut and just grumbled.
When we were in the parking lot she carefully loaded them in the back seat, sat down, lit a cigarette and started grinning from ear to ear.
"What the hell?" I asked. (What I probably said was "Uh, sweatheart, what about the other stuff on the list?")
She turned and said she just bought Waterford crystal for $50 bucks. Nice, I thought to myself, so what? Have I married a psycho crystal fanatic?
Looking disgusted she then said, "Fifty bucks a BOX! They are supposed to be 50 per piece!"





