It Must Be a Mistake
So, I work in a workshop, and we often engrave stuff for customers. This particular guy wanted a really nice wooden jewelry box for their wedding anniversary with a custom message he emailed me. For some reason, he chose to give the box to his wife at the workshop. Not the most romantic place I can think of, but whatever. The guy’s wife starts to look confused and tear up: “You don’t remember the date?” Guy turns pale, looks at me with a deep stare, says: “No, I’m sure it’s a mistake.” Me: “No, I’ve copied it straight, can’t be wrooon…waaait a minute, oh my god, it’s my fault, I’m so sorry, I will redo it right away, no need to pay, please accept it as a gift…” Wife gets angry a bit at me, but they leave with a different box and the correct date. But that wasn’t even the best part. Guy comes back next day and pays triple the original price without a word. shwowmyst