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I haven't worn a watch since October 28, 2002 ( the day I quit/retired from work). The three I own now lay in a drawer, their batteries long deceased.
As I sit here and look about, my computer monitor shows the time (and a mouse click gets me a calendar). If I turn slightly, on the wall of my den is a clock. My cell phone lays nearby, if I pick it up ...wow, there's the time! If I rise and walk into the living room, the current time shows on my cable box display, and an antique German mantel clock quietly tick ...tick ...ticks above the fireplace. On into the kitchen and not only does the range display the time but so does my microwave oven. Bedrooms ...all have digital or wall clocks, relentlessly reminding me of the time. If I get into my (newer) car/truck to go somewhere a digital readout shows me the time of day. As I drive pass Banks, their signage tells me the time ( but of course those bassturds LIE!)
Watches are now a fashion statement, rather than a necessity.
"Does anybody really know what time it is...? Does anybody really care?"
...I can't imagine why ...time enough to die."
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