I did not buy this ring. Kinda wish I had. Photo: 42 Things By KejaDesigns on Tophatter |
So I started to panic.
And since I wanted an alert for the item immediately after the garnet earrings (a stunning silver lariat coin pearl necklace with hand-stamped engraved initial tags), I had to figure out how to surreptitiously place a watch so I could get some work done in the meantime. (We were about to leave for a seventeen hour road trip the next morning and had yet to pack. A fact which P.J. continuously reminded me of as I drooled over auctions.) So I waited until there was a bunch of bidding and conversation to place my alert. And saw three other people place their own alerts for the same necklace. SO THEN I NEEDED TO WIN.
I packed a hoodie and a few sippy cups and then hunkered back down in front of the laptop. The garnet earrings were about to go up, but I had decided to focus all of my energies on WINNING THE LARIAT NECKLACE. And it’s a good thing too, since the earrings' opening bid of six dollars was quickly doubled. And then tripled. And then two avatars began incrementally climbing into the forties, where the bid finally rested at forty-eight dollars. All in the span of about two minutes. Then it was the lariat necklace’s turn, with an opener of four bucks. Now, I didn’t want to be too eager…but I wanted that necklace. So I was the fifth bid. (Of nine dollars.) And then I was the seventeenth bid. And nineteenth. And twenty-first. And then there was no one else bidding but for me and this bid-happy blue-dressed avatar whom I wanted to push off a bench. Twenty-five. (Her.) Twenty-six. (Me.) “Don’t bid more than thirty,” I could mentally hear Peej admonish me. And then he was in the living room, watching me perch with one leg on the couch and one on the coffee table, nervously bouncing back and forth between the two and shaking my computer around in a way that most likely voided the warranty.
“Please don’t bid more than thirty.”
“I got this.”
And then…nothing. My bid remained the highest. They called it once. Twice. The clock started to run down on bid time. TWENTY-SEVEN, SHE BID. I panicked. Didn’t want to keep playing the one-up game. So I let it wait. The clock started to run down.
TWENTY-EIGHT, I BID.
Nothing. Going once. Nothing. Going twice. Bid counter ran down.
CONGRATULATIONS, KIKIFLYNN!
And I screamed. (And then promptly paid the seller’s immediate invoice.) And proceeded to spend the rest of the evening obsessively watching auctions, deciding to let packing just take care of itself.
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2 comments:
Show us the necklace, damnit!
Oh, I would LOVE to. Sadly, the coveted thing is still en route. (But I have a feeling you'll see it in every subsequent pic of mine on the blog...it's SO purty.)
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