Thrifty? That's nothing



As we discussed in our previous installment, I am a cheapskate. Too long a time pining away for the very finest a civilized life demands, while under the budgetary constraints similar to those of the average serf, have honed in my soul a spirit of near-pathological cheapness.

This is not to say I'm a tightwad, no. A tightwad is someone who doesn't want to spend money on anything, as opposed to a cheapskate who will spend money if:

a) he can afford to do so

b) the item in question is cheap enough, and

c) the item in question is enough of a bargain.

Here is the item in question. Make a note of that price.

When we were getting married, as is the custom, we put down on the bridal gift registry (among other things) a fine china pattern, and a fine sterling flatware pattern. Ideally, one inherits these things, but whatever I would have inherited stayed in Cuber because it had been used to exploit the proletariat and the police power of the State was brought to bear upon my elders to ensure the working classes were freed from the oppressive yoke of my grandmother and her runcible spoons. (Whatever might've come from Spain was ::cough,cough:: donated to the State in the 1930s to help pay Stalin for Soviet armaments.)

Anyway, we chose our patterns and duly proceeded with nuptial plans. Our friends being who they were in 1993 (broke and clueless) and our families also being who they were (deranged and tightfisted) we might've gotten a couple of demitasse spoons and a cake cutting implement as wedding gifts.

But we have always sighed and pined for this pattern. Actually, no. This pattern was the compromise after TFBIM and self haggled over ornate vs. unadorned. Since we both disliked it evenly, that's what we've gone with. Anyway, imagine my shock when, proceeding through a store with exactly zero interest in effecting a purchase thereat, my eye is arrested by these. They were sitting demurely in a table discreetly labeled "clearance."

The boxes told a tale of lonely waiting, like the bridesmaids of Scripture. Prices had been slowly eroded by the passage of time and disinterested patrons.





So I bought a few.

OK, all of the boxes. At a discount of (according to my rough calculations) 97.92%, it was well nigh irresisistible.

-J.

Comments

Frogdancer said…
At that price, I would've fought you for them.

It could've gotten quite ugly.....
HEATHER said…
I bow before you!!
Awesome!
h&b said…
That setting is *gorgeous* !!

Like you, we had a wedding attended by paupers and tightarses.
No heirlooms for us either.

I'm building my own history from eBay and chuckouts :)
Being a spender does not mean I like to miss out on bargains.

That is an absolute steal!

And, moreover, beautiful.
Stomper Girl said…
Fantastic. I love a good bargain story.
BreadBox said…
Absolutely wonderful! Congratulations on the steal! But what I am interested in is this: was it you, or TFBYM who wanted ornate? Have to say that *I* like the pattern because it *isn't* ornate....
N.
crafty said…
Actually, I would call that ornate.

There is nothing I love more than the thrill of a good bargain. Nothing. That was a good bargain.
shula said…
from a third generation, self-declared bargain diva...

You.

Are the man.
Joke said…
TFBIM is the ornatrix. I consider this pattern ornate, myself...but tolerably so.

-J.
teachergirl said…
I thought LawyerBoy had made a killing in the silver market, but you are a silver god. At that price, I would have changed silver patterns.
Sharon said…
Being a total appreciator of the finer things (if acquired at bargain-basement prices), I salute you. Quite a coup.

My equivalent is my beloved nativity set, at 93.3% off. You win!
Major Bedhead said…
Wow. Whatta bah-gin.

That's lovely flatware. It's not Repousse, which is a very, very good thing.

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