I've supplied the information to them and waiting
for the details.
I will post how it turns out.

Well I finally got all the details.

I sent them my name followed by "custom handmade" - about the same size as the Fender decal.
I asked for chrome and gold pricing.

One time tooling $185.00
In the size requested- a min. order of 44 at $7.96 ea.

One sheet of material for each ( no mixing) so I'd have to get 44 of chrome and gold.

I was willing to spring 535 for a quantity I didn't need if they would do 25% in gold but to have an additional 350 and 88 nameplates
I'd never use- no way. Really like what they do and think it's the best way for me to go so it's a bummer. All I can do is tell him without
the mix it can't happen. Back to the drawing board.

Update-

I explained my disappointment - I understood the minimum quantity but did not understand the inventory count (sheets of material) being more important than customer satisfaction.
So they counter-offered with a very reasonable discount for the run of gold but
I would be left with the quantity issue of having 88 labels. Like I'm ever going to build 88 guitars!

I decided I'd rather have only the silver...after all I don't have many options and don't like
the ones I have.
That point and that they tried to help...sold.

Well after all of this I hope to post a pic when I get it on my Tele so ya'll can see.....and no, I didn't get "Spacey" :) .....man, I could have had a MIM Strat for what I just paid for labels.
 
Oh...no worries...I talk to myself all the time :)

Oh...no worries...I talk to myself all the time :)

Safe that way when you argue you always win

I've tried talking to myself, but I couldn't stand all that yakking.

I carry a little mirror...
My dad yelled plenty of times, "look at me when I'm talking to you!".

In my house, "Look at me when I'm talkin' to you!" was often followed with, "What 'r' you lookin' at?" or "Does something look funny to you?"  That was frequently followed by, "I will knock that stupid grin off your face!"

Yeah.  I Am my own worst enemy.

'My dad yelled plenty of times, "look at me when I'm talking to you!".'

So I guess I wasn't the only one :-)

After convincing me that I was the most ridiculous thing that could have happened on planet earth,
to the point I could no longer look at anyone, he'd force me to look him in the eyes like a proper 'man'.

Funny, I didn't do any such thing with my daughters and they look at me when they speak.

Anyone notice that Dad's really get a beating in Hollywood movies these days ?

They're either useless wimps and their woman has to do everything, or they prefer their son's friend over their own son.