I brought my e-ring to the jeweler today to have the prongs tightened and get it cleaned. The jeweler says, "This shouldn't take too long. It's not that big of a diamond so it should go quick." WHAT???? First off, my diamond is a pretty good size actually thankyouverymuch. Second-- even if I had a tiny speck of a diamond, it's still rude to say.
I said to him, "Hey, I have [carat(s)] on there! I don't think that's small."
Jeweler, "Oh really huh? Okay well I guess that's a pretty good size. I didn't mean it's not a nice ring."
Still awkward.
Then again this was in Hoboken, where average ring size is probably 3C. I'm really not joking.
Then to make matters worse, I got grossly cat-called at Target right after that. Completely objectifying and awful. I told Fi about both events later and he said he thinks he should buy me bear mace and a taser. Taser for the jeweler, mace for the creep.
"I'm not a rude bitch. I'm ten rude bitches in a large coat."