Some 30 years or so ago my wife asked me what I'd like for my birthday. What I'd like, of course, was not what she could afford, like a new Corvette, so I would try to think of something I wanted, but would always say I had everything, and I really did. I had enough shirts, socks, man toys, shaving lotions, etc.
One year she got me a gift I always did want. I had forgotten that I had told her about it, in some forgotten conversation. I'd seen it in a movie, and always wanted one, but had never seen one, nor did I know if there really was one to be had. She surprised me one birthday with it. A solid gold toothpick with a small diamond in the end, in it's own little leather case. I still have it, and I still use it and carry it with me, and over the years many people have commented on it, and it has sparked many a conversation. I have never seen anyone else with one, and never saw another one for sale. These days, I take it out with a flourish of hand, and it still gets surprised comments from dinner guests I come in contact with. A really unique and fun thing to have.
One year she got me a gift I always did want. I had forgotten that I had told her about it, in some forgotten conversation. I'd seen it in a movie, and always wanted one, but had never seen one, nor did I know if there really was one to be had. She surprised me one birthday with it. A solid gold toothpick with a small diamond in the end, in it's own little leather case. I still have it, and I still use it and carry it with me, and over the years many people have commented on it, and it has sparked many a conversation. I have never seen anyone else with one, and never saw another one for sale. These days, I take it out with a flourish of hand, and it still gets surprised comments from dinner guests I come in contact with. A really unique and fun thing to have.
