Diamond earrings

Heather picked up our wedding rings yesterday.

These rings, as you may recall, have been on lay-by for a couple of months. When I got home last night, Heather reported that she had the rings. However, there had been a bit of confusion at the jewellery shop. The sales assistant who was serving Heather asked: "Do you want to wear them now?"

Heather couldn't work out what the hell the girl was asking. Wear them now? Wedding rings? Two of them?

"Uh, no thanks," Heather said.

It all became clearer (and stranger) when the sales assistant took Heather's final payment and tried to give her some diamond earrings in return. (When I heard this, I laughed, and wondered if we could've made some money by pawning the earrings.) When Heather pointed out the mistake, the sales assistant made a joke about how she was just making sure Heather was paying attention. She also asked if Heather had my permission to pick up the lay-by, since my name was on the slip. Heather only just restrained herself from saying, "Duh, that's who I'm marrying." I kind of wish she had.