True Tales: A Pearl by Any Other Name
Published in the April 2014 issue
A PEARL BY ANY OTHER NAME
The Russian priest who performed my aunt’s funeral called me about a month later and said (in broken English): “I have a pearl I want to show you that you might be interested in.” I figured he was looking to sell me a pearl. I didn’t want to buy a pearl but didn’t want to be rude so I said to bring it in and I will take a look at it. He comes in later that week with his daughter, asks if he can have a word with me and says, “The pearl I spoke of is my daughter. Would you be interested in her?” I managed to keep my laughter to a chuckle and kindly told him I was already spoken for. — Gregory Fliegauf, Fliegauf Jewelers, Washington, NJ
LOVE, UNEXPLAINED
A fellow came in with a woman, acting lovey-dovey. She tried on diamond rings and held hands and kissed. Two weeks later, he came in with a different woman, same routine, except for the fearful glances at me, worried that I would spill the beans. Week six: back with the first woman. So nervous, his hands shook. We never did find what was going on. — Barry Tricker, SGC, Stowe, VT
GROOMSDAY PREPPER
A guy came in to pick out an engagement ring. As we talked, I asked about his fiancée. Turns out he didn’t even have a girlfriend but wanted to be ready “just in case!” He ended up paying for it, but still no girlfriend. Last I heard, he had moved to a different city in hopes of finding a woman.— Lora S. Wright, Southern Jewelers, Sanford, NC