After The Fellowship of The Ring came out, I posted here about the merchandising of LOTR Jewelry, and one of you pointed me here: http://www.badalijewelry.com/theonering-s.htm
Being a frugal sort of chap, I sprung for the one in sterling silver and ordered it to fit my left index finger. I received many compliments and remarks, and even sent some people to the fine establishment that sold me my ring.
Everything was going great until I started losing serious weight on Atkins, and I felt the ring begin to slip on easier, but instead of being worried that I might lose it, I became vain and proud.
Last week I had to “glove-up” at my hospital job because we got in an OD whom we would have to “charcoal”. (I won’t bore you with the details, but suffice it to say when the liquid charcoal goes down the bad stuff comes up, and not always slowly. ;))
Anyway, you’ve probably guessed it already, haven’t you? Right. When I pulled the gloves off, off also came the “precious” without its owner realizing it, and went into a “HazMat” bag. When I realized what had happened, it was already too late. Those bags get taken out very quickly, where they are joined with others just like them, and off they go to be incinerated.
So, after a fashion, I suppose my ring is going to its own Mount Doom. Unless, that is, it makes some other “stops” along the way.
Gollum! The irony of it all! :smack:
I mean…"Golly! The irony of it all!"
Looking forward to your wit added to this true tale!