This weekend we went shopping for wedding rings.
This is actually the most sexist/awkward Wedding Industrial Complex thing we’ve done since we started planning the wedding. First I had to explain to two separate people at the (large chain) jewelry store that I didn’t want a ring with diamonds and I didn’t want platinum, I just wanted a plain band that matched B’s. Then there was this lovely comment.
For the record, most of the people we’ve worked with have been extremely professional when hearing of our rather non-traditional plans. I mean, we wouldn’t be working with them if they had been rude or derogatory. Maybe that’s why I was a little surprised when the salesman came out with this.