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- photonrider
I'm zipping through the mall when I notice one of the two large jewellery stores in there had a large billboard up declaring:
Bulova Mechanicals.
(insert pic of mouthwatering mechanical)
Time Flies. Bulova Soars.
Now I'm standing there gaping for a moment, remembering our conversation in here about mechanicals a short while ago. I stroll in to look and there's a whole swath of beauties all laid out and winking at me like nobody's business. The clerk comes over and I ask him about the price range and he tells me they start at $450.00.
Start? What?
I leave him in a hurry and scurry down to the other Jeweller who is my buddy (I spoke before about him in here.)
The store is empty except for some lady and her daughter (probably) looking at some rings or such with my man hustling them with trays of glitter.
This gives me a chance to check out his Bulova cabinet. Just one mechanical. And not even (IMO) as nice as the ones the other guy had.
Finally, the females fled with their trinkets, and my bud comes over and we do the usual hearty hoohahs and then I say: 'What's with the Bulova mechanicals?'
"It's the latest thing," he says. "Everybody is going mechanical."
"Uh, what? What?"
"I can't stock them fast enough - that's the last one I got," he says, taking the mechanical out of the cabinet and letting me have a look at it. Boy, did it feel good - the heft and balance of it was exquisite in my hand.
"Not cheap, though," he says nodding, "but you know, I always give you a deal. Hold on, I'll work something out, hold on . . ." and he's now doing some furious (and probably fake) calculating on his calculator, and finally gives me the old conspiratorial smile. I had already seen the $450.00 price tag on it so when he said, "For you, Harry, two-seventy-five," I'm staring at the watch transfixed.
I need another Bulova like I need a hole in the head.
$275.00? The guy downstream was hawking them upwards of $450.00! It was a deal.
It was the Roman numerals that ticked me off. I just couldn't get my taste-buds around them. It was too 'clockish'. Yet, the rest of the watch was beautiful, even - from a certain POV - the Roman numerals were 'just right', too.
I made an excuse that the Roman numerals didn't figure too largely in my choice - and he knows that too, since we have had many a conversation about watches - both Bulovas that I've already purchased from him so far have index hour markers.
So he puts the pressure on me: "I'm ordering new stock," he says, "I can get you anything you want.'
Right.
Suffice to say, I left the store after a bit more chit chat and promised to return when the new watches came in. I guess looking's no harm?
*sigh. I want a Bulova mechanical, too. Like a hole in the head.
Maybe . . . maybe . . ..
Bulova Mechanicals.
(insert pic of mouthwatering mechanical)
Time Flies. Bulova Soars.
Now I'm standing there gaping for a moment, remembering our conversation in here about mechanicals a short while ago. I stroll in to look and there's a whole swath of beauties all laid out and winking at me like nobody's business. The clerk comes over and I ask him about the price range and he tells me they start at $450.00.
Start? What?
I leave him in a hurry and scurry down to the other Jeweller who is my buddy (I spoke before about him in here.)
The store is empty except for some lady and her daughter (probably) looking at some rings or such with my man hustling them with trays of glitter.
This gives me a chance to check out his Bulova cabinet. Just one mechanical. And not even (IMO) as nice as the ones the other guy had.
Finally, the females fled with their trinkets, and my bud comes over and we do the usual hearty hoohahs and then I say: 'What's with the Bulova mechanicals?'
"It's the latest thing," he says. "Everybody is going mechanical."
"Uh, what? What?"
"I can't stock them fast enough - that's the last one I got," he says, taking the mechanical out of the cabinet and letting me have a look at it. Boy, did it feel good - the heft and balance of it was exquisite in my hand.
"Not cheap, though," he says nodding, "but you know, I always give you a deal. Hold on, I'll work something out, hold on . . ." and he's now doing some furious (and probably fake) calculating on his calculator, and finally gives me the old conspiratorial smile. I had already seen the $450.00 price tag on it so when he said, "For you, Harry, two-seventy-five," I'm staring at the watch transfixed.
I need another Bulova like I need a hole in the head.
$275.00? The guy downstream was hawking them upwards of $450.00! It was a deal.
It was the Roman numerals that ticked me off. I just couldn't get my taste-buds around them. It was too 'clockish'. Yet, the rest of the watch was beautiful, even - from a certain POV - the Roman numerals were 'just right', too.
I made an excuse that the Roman numerals didn't figure too largely in my choice - and he knows that too, since we have had many a conversation about watches - both Bulovas that I've already purchased from him so far have index hour markers.
So he puts the pressure on me: "I'm ordering new stock," he says, "I can get you anything you want.'
Right.
Suffice to say, I left the store after a bit more chit chat and promised to return when the new watches came in. I guess looking's no harm?
*sigh. I want a Bulova mechanical, too. Like a hole in the head.
Maybe . . . maybe . . ..
👍
getting terrible and realizing a wrong move too late, it's beyond my limited abilities. Oh well. 
