I'm not surprised...
Dec. 22nd, 2007 11:32 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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So I finally got the guts to go and get my grandmother's engagement ring checked out to make sure it really was the one she gave me as part of my inheritence and not the zircon one the ex already owned.
You can probably guess already that, yeah, it wasn't my grandmother's diamond engagement ring after all, but the zircon one which looks exactly like it.
If you take a look at the pic, you can see what went missing. Just pretend that's a real diamond mounted in 24k gold with a quarter sitting next to it.
And then imagine the cost of it.
I really wish I could say I was surprised. I've only seen the zircon one for a few years, so I'm sure that by now my grandmother's ring is long gone--sold off to pay whatever bill I didn't know about off, or used for the (probable) drugs I didn't know about. Maybe that's when it when sour for her--when the money from the ring dried out and she couldn't afford her habit anymore. So, now I've lost both rings of that inheritance to her. One to god knows what, and one to a pawn shop when we absolutely needed money Right Now. Never got the money to go back for that one either.
You know, for all it stings that the rings are gone, I'm not angry. Maybe at myself because I didn't keep them hidden from her, and then didn't suck it up and deal with the mess we would have had if I hadn't pawned the other one. I'm upset that something very precious to my grandmother was something I failed to protect when given to me. That stings far, far worse than any monetary loss. I actually feel worse though for the lady jeweler who checked the ring for me. She didn't want to tell me--to the point of asking me if I really wanted to know right before Christmas. I told her yes, because I'd already been putting it off and I suspected I already knew the answer.
I think the poor lady would have cried for me if she could have gotten away with it.
Well...ex, congrats. I hope you got your money's worth out of that ring. And if you actually still have it somewhere (which is highly doubtful), well I hope that it does what all stolen diamonds do to their theives, if you believe in that sort of stuff. It's the least you are 'entitled' to.
So...anyone want a zircon ring? God knows I won't wear it. If nothing else, my body acid will destroy the gold in a few days.
So I finally got the guts to go and get my grandmother's engagement ring checked out to make sure it really was the one she gave me as part of my inheritence and not the zircon one the ex already owned.
You can probably guess already that, yeah, it wasn't my grandmother's diamond engagement ring after all, but the zircon one which looks exactly like it.
If you take a look at the pic, you can see what went missing. Just pretend that's a real diamond mounted in 24k gold with a quarter sitting next to it.
And then imagine the cost of it.
I really wish I could say I was surprised. I've only seen the zircon one for a few years, so I'm sure that by now my grandmother's ring is long gone--sold off to pay whatever bill I didn't know about off, or used for the (probable) drugs I didn't know about. Maybe that's when it when sour for her--when the money from the ring dried out and she couldn't afford her habit anymore. So, now I've lost both rings of that inheritance to her. One to god knows what, and one to a pawn shop when we absolutely needed money Right Now. Never got the money to go back for that one either.
You know, for all it stings that the rings are gone, I'm not angry. Maybe at myself because I didn't keep them hidden from her, and then didn't suck it up and deal with the mess we would have had if I hadn't pawned the other one. I'm upset that something very precious to my grandmother was something I failed to protect when given to me. That stings far, far worse than any monetary loss. I actually feel worse though for the lady jeweler who checked the ring for me. She didn't want to tell me--to the point of asking me if I really wanted to know right before Christmas. I told her yes, because I'd already been putting it off and I suspected I already knew the answer.
I think the poor lady would have cried for me if she could have gotten away with it.
Well...ex, congrats. I hope you got your money's worth out of that ring. And if you actually still have it somewhere (which is highly doubtful), well I hope that it does what all stolen diamonds do to their theives, if you believe in that sort of stuff. It's the least you are 'entitled' to.
So...anyone want a zircon ring? God knows I won't wear it. If nothing else, my body acid will destroy the gold in a few days.
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Date: 2007-12-22 07:55 pm (UTC)You didn't exactly lose the second ring, it was stolen from you. You know, actual thievery, without your knowledge. No matter what your living and relationship situation was at the time, no matter how much you feel now you ought to have known then, it's not your fault.
And yeah, karma's a bitch, so ex will get what she's got coming to her for stealing your grandmother's diamond. If not now, then someday. Yup.
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Date: 2007-12-22 10:14 pm (UTC)Oh man, does this not sound familiar?