They have an uncanny knack for making you feel old. Take the other day. I actually found myself saying "Well, in MY day..."
I sounded like my mother.
What forced that ancient saying from my lips was a discussion about school rings.
In 1975 I was in Grade 10. My parents agreed to buy my school ring that year to avoid the rising price of silver that was forecast to occur.
That ring still adorns my right hand, has been for *Gak!* 33 years now (and is torture to try to remove, so you get a photo of my ugly fingers too).
Back then when we placed our orders, we had the following choices:
Silver or Gold
Yup. That was the grand total of how we could "customize" our rings.
And the cost of my silver ring was a whopping $28.
Now that Daughter is in Grade 12, she asked if she could get a school ring.
"Of course, honey! You NEED one, I love mine and I'll pay for it."
Sucker. I should have known better.
Today there are a titch more than two decisions to make. In fact when visiting the flash-powered "Ring Designer", you'll be bombarded by the following options over at Jostens.com:
19 stone colours
151 stone cuts
3 metal colors
12 metal qualities
2 metal finishes
2 band types (smooth or textured)
My calculator couldn't fully display the number of permutations that produces without that stupid "E" thingy...
While playing around designing her ring online, Daughter thought she'd be a smart-ass and sent me the following ring for approval via their email service:
She finally decided on what she wanted (silver, blue stone) and we ordered it.
It'll be here in November and I am praying that it comes sans fish.
Oh, and not only have the choices skyrocketed, so have the prices. That little baby is setting me back a grand total of $388.
"In MY day, we'd NEVER have to spend that much!"
Yes. I AM old. I admit it. K?
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