Just before last Christmas, a racing-car driver entered the museum-like sanctum of Tiffany & Co. in Manhattan to buy a diamond ring for himself. A clerk told him that such a purchase would be "vulgar" for a man. The driver argued: "I'm a customer, and your job is to give me what I want." Sniffed the clerk: "What you want is your business. What we sell is our business."
So it has been with Tiffany, the snob queen of Fifth Avenue and points south and west (it also has...
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