Over the summer, a couple came into our jewelry store, asking if we'd seen or bought a sapphire ring that was this girl's engagement ring.  They were seriously they cutest couple, this girl and her lady, like the cutest couple, and I felt sooooo badly for them.  I told them I'd keep a look out for it and they left us a flier at the store with their number and address, with something about a reward I guess (I don't recall that last part really, but I digress).  Long story short, these two girls were up here to get married because it's illegal in their home state of Alabama or whatever the hell, and they really like New Hampshire, so that's why they were up here.  They were out for the day and lost one of the engagement rings, and I can't even imagine how upset they were, being like a week away from their wedding and all.  The ring never showed up, and never showed up, but when they were at the store, I told them we had a ring just like it, only with a different stone, and if they needed to re-order, I'd give them a super deal because how can you not feel terrible for someone in that situation?

December rolls around, and one of the girls calls the store asking if we'd ever seen the ring and how much would it cost to replace.  I called our big jewelry supplier, the one that has the same setting they had on their ring, and I called them back with a quote.  What they wanted was now something like $600-$700, whereas when they bought it it'd been $300.  So she really couldn't consider it at the moment.  I felt bad for her, but I really gave her the absolute lowest markup that we could without my dad throwing up all over the floor about it, and even then it just was far out of their budget.

Today, I went to the bank to deposit a check, and I came back and there was their fucking ring sitting on the shelf where we keep the scrap jewelry we buy every day.  I'm still fucking floored by it, because some stupid schmuck found it and came to sell it for scrap for fucking $50 and they probably found it the same day those girls lost it and holy fuck, I'm glad I wasn't in the store because I would have punched the drunk asshole who brought it in straight in the mouth.  Seriously, the guy is literally an alcoholic who smells of booze.  Anyway, I called the police about it to try to get the couple's info so I could send it home to them, and they're so disorganized who knows how long they would have taken, and the scrap I'd written their number on was long gone, but I did manage to find one completely unfamiliar number in my cell phone.  So I call it at work and get no answer.  Maybe I'm wrong, I think.  I googled the area code and it says it's Alabama, so I called it around an hour ago, and a girl picks up and I clumsily explain I'm a girl at a jewelry store who found a ring and I hope I have the right number.  That girl goes sooooooooooooooo crazy on the other line, and is so overjoyed with the whole thing she can barely contain her joy over the phone, and I hear her talking to friends she's with wherever she is, so long story long, I'm shipping it home to them, and they're sending us a check for $50 because that's the least they could do as far as they're concerned. 

Best christmas story ever :D

Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm............I'll look.

One shiny beldum for me.  Chain broke randomly at 39, but I got my shiny, so what the fuck ever.

Naw, I'm working at my dad's jewelry store.  I quit from the gas station months ago :3

I hate when people come into the store and insist that what they want to sell to us is gold, silver, platinum, real diamonds, or what-the-fuck-ever.  It's really annoying to be told this when things are clearly marked or very obviously fake, and then you tell them they're mistaken, and they go on insisting and expecting tons of money.  Get the fuck outta my god damn store, I will punch your face you big strung out weirdo who probably stole everything you just brought to me.

Mews done on the 30th

The other amazing part about the vasectomy was it was also only like, $300.  So it doesn't even take long to pay for itself when you compare it to having other forms of birth control that you have to pay for every month/week/year/whatever :3

There's also a missingno now that fucks up people playing ROMs and it corrupts their save files apparently.  Way to do some things hilariously right and others so terribly wrong, Pokemon.  High five.

I said some are tremendously awful, and I even listed which ones, and yet people still misconstrue my words as meaning that I hate them all.  Really cute.  And my point still stands--when like, a third of the new pokemon are terrible, that is not the same ratio as every other game.  Each gen had a FEW hit-or-miss pokemon.  Every gen had those.  None had as many as gen 5.  I'm not even going to argue it since it's all about what everyone likes, but that's how I feel and no one is going to convince me otherwise. 

You know how many I didn't like in gen I?  3--Jynx, Mr.Mime and I've never liked magmar.  I mean look at that fucker, he's weird.
Gen II?  Murkrow HOLY SHIT murkrow, steelix, croconaw, chikorita, aipom, sunkern, and slugma and magcargo.
Gen III?  Slaking and Loudred
Gen IV? Chimchar, Empoleon, Prinplup, and Kriketune
Gen V?  525, 526, 531, 534, 536, 538, 539, 560, 561, 564, 565, 568, 569, 583, 584, 588, 589, 597, 598, 601, 615, 622-625, 638, 639, 648, and 649

That's a fuckton more to hate when I write it out for everyone to see my own personal hate lists.  That's substantially more pokemon that I am completely unhappy to see.  Yeah, there are a bunch of cool ones too, but I don't like to think of how many grossly hideous designs were squandered on cool typings.

Serebii supposedly has a list of all the new pokemon now, since the game is out in 17 hours.  I really really don't know how I feel about them.  I hope a lot of them are fake.  Also, some of the sprites shown seem FAR too detailed compared to others.  I dunno.  Whatever, I'll know tomorrow.