The last time I wore a watch in my life was when I was 10 years old. I had gotten the watch from a McDonald’s Happy Meal, and I’m pretty sure it was a Transformer watch (the awesome cartoon show of my childhood.) I hadn’t needed a watch through my life, but sometimes during the course of my adulthood, I’ve come to rely on time to function daily in life.
Well, finally I’ve gotten my first real watch. My dad bought it for me as a present, and it’s a real beauty. Minimalistic, elegant, and very slick; the Fossil Red Eagle, which animates on the LED backface. Now I’m wondering how I have gone through the past few years without a watch on my wrist.
That is such a cool story and a damned cool watch. :)
I’m so deeply impressed you’ve managed to get so far in life without being a slave to time.
Well done man. :)
Not sure how I did it, but I think being real laid back and mellow helps.
I wish I could claim the same, far too emotional. Family trait I’m afraid.