Popular Jewelry

Something inside me said, «You could be Jenny from the block, you know that lady had gold name jewelry.» I searched online for places that sell name jewelry but I didn’t want to order anything online, and not be happy with it. Thus I ended up at Popular Jewelry on my way to Vapeasy. I Coyly walked up to the door where I pressed a buzzer in order to get in, what I saw was miles of gold in cases of course– but no name jewelry. At first no one came to help me, but then a little petite Asian lady who I later found out was named Lily came to help. I asked her about name rings, she then pulled out a shelf of gold name rings in different styles, and designs.
I chose a wrap around name ring, with a star at the bottom of my name. I told her my ring size, gave her my debit card, my ID, and a smile. But before leaving of course she had to pull out the name bracelets, necklaces, and earrings (Thankfully my ears are stretched) I then negotiated a price with Lily, and another woman working at the counter for a name plate including the chain. A week later they called, telling me my ring was ready for pick up, I just picked it up today– I am pleased with my ring. It’s not a thin piece of gold with my name scribbled across it the band is thick, and the inside is stamped with 14K in the middle. I love that they haggle with the prices with you, and everyone there seems like they love what they do– which is selling you some pretty shiny stuff, and going home bling blangin’! If you had a «Jenny from the block» moment, or a 1990’s rendition of SJP in Sex and The City go here for your gold jewelry needs.

Can we say GHETTO???
OMG!
My friend Z wanted me to go with her to go earring shopping. This was the day right after Michael Jackson died and since Z’s a DJ — took it kind of hard and for some reason because he died, Z wanted some hoops.
Go figure… but yeah, so Z told me to come with and I asked if Z wanted to go to my jewelry place, but Z was like let’s go here.
When I walked in, I was like ewwww gross! Place is filled with ghetto style and not to mention you can’t find anything that’s tasteful.
Z ended up getting the hoops and the girl name Lily just said 95 dollars.
Never once did she mention any «special price» or whatever.
So Z was asked me, man why did I bring you? I am like huh, Z’s like aren’t you suppose to bargain for me. Dude, just because I am Asian doesn’t mean I know how to bargain or haggle.
Geez — I usually get special price out of loyalty not because I know how to.
But later on Lily found out where Z and I worked, she had the nerve to ask us for a hook up. I told her straight up, she didn’t give us any hook up, so NO!
I kid around with her that I would hook her up if she hook us up with some fresh watermelon slice that her mother was cutting on the side.
*see I told you… GHETTO! Cutting up a whole watermelon in front of the shop.
She actually was going to give some to Z and me and I told Z, see I know how to haggle.