The Necklace
The Necklace is going on a job interview tomorrow with Deborah's sister. "Is it a good luck charm," she asked?
I don't know what all it is, but it certainly is a creeper. People talk to my eyes, then they notice the necklace. They talk to my eyes for a few more seconds, but then the head noticeably drops and eyes fixate as the Necklace takes over. What I find so odd, is that the darn thing is so subtle. It is not an upside-down tiara hanging from my neck. It barely even suggests precious anything. First, it is a micro pave setting of one teeny stone after another lined up in precise rows. These rows are set into a backing that is shaped like a piece of paper that has lilted forward and is resting against the keyboard of an old fashioned typewriter. That's it. No sides, no hearts, no glitz, just a "Miss Andrews, take a letter" kind of imagery about the size of the diameter of a nickel.
After inspection, women that know jewelry look at me with that look, that sisterhood look, as if I were one of them. I don't understand how such a small, discreet thing can muster so much attention. I have to admit, though, that for me, jewelry remains the last frontier, the area of physical adornment I may never have the time, money, or interest in figuring out, what with all the other things I have to do just to keep my old chassis in something other than duct tape. Still, I must confess. Getting that approving look from these other women is for me what my mom might have called a heady moment and I like to think of as way cool. Every couple of weeks, whenever I wear it, I am in a club never even knew existed.
Anyway, the Necklace has a temp job starting tomorrow. See, Deborah's sister decided that caucasion dreadlocks were just the thing for a mid-thirties funk. Deborah's sister's employer decided that reassignment to a less visible post was just the thing for someone who thought a hairstyle change was just the thing for a mid-thirties funk. Well, the dreadlocks are now gone and the sister is meeting with tech headhunters sporting a very short 'do. I think the situation just screams for something extra. It's a lot of responsibility to put on the Necklace, but I think it is up for the task.