The Weakest Link
This is a tale of two necklaces, both owned by my friend Sapphire. Both were presents from friends. Both broke. In both cases the weakest link was the spring bolt clasp. Since I had made one of them (the one with the pearl and white agate), I offered to repair it. I took it home a few months ago and promptly forgot about it.
Then I saw her wearing her silver nameplate. She had stopped wearing it months ago because it was broken, she’d told me. Now I learned that it had not been fixed after all, she was just continuing to wear it with a broken clasp. And then, laughing, she admitted the necklace had actually broken years earlier!
I rolled my eyes, took it home with me, and the following night repaired both … in about five minutes.
The lesson here is the weakest link was us!