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The casio watch¶
We are still in the process of throwing away old stuff. Part of this includes to look into boxes that haven’t been opened for a while now. And there are a lot of them.
Yesterday I was looking for a charger and took by chance one of the “mystery”-boxes from the shelf. In it was the charger. But there was also an old watch. My old watch. It has not been used for more than a decade.
It was a moment full of melancholy, that’s for sure. Over time the battery got empty and the watch stopped. It might have been the other way around - maybe the battery stopped and therefore I stopped using it. I cannot remember. Neither when I used it the last time.
During the years my behaviour changed and I switched over to using a phone to get the current time. Maybe this was not the best behavioral change, but a change that I have seen many people doing. So nothing uncommon there.
Then smart watches came on the last years. Small computers on a wrist and the time came back to the wrist. I somehow did not make the jump back so far. I still consider the old style watches the hight of evolution and beside the sensory deployment, I cannot see much of an improvement by putting this on in a watch. Probably I am not the target group either.
But back to the old watch.
This is surely not one of the most beautiful watches. But while I am not even sure what makes a good looking wrist-watch, this one comes with an additional feature: It is mine. It knows me already for a couple of years. And once - years ago - it was pretty. It was pretty solid looking.
No other watch has this, none can do this. This little watch deserves to be brought back to life. Switching the battery should do it.
But if I still can find my way to the habit of having a watch?
When I showed this watch to my wife - she never has seen me with a watch since we met - he first comment was: Can’t you rather buy a nice one?
That is why I mentioned that this one is not a pretty one. I know it. I was looking at the Casio F-91W, launched in 1991 and still under production and also known as the terrorist-watch (because it’s cheap, available and you can easily build a timer out of it). It has this 1980’s design that hurts the eye, but everybody who has lived there, still, at least partly, wishes the time back. I would buy it. I felt the impulse. But then I would end up with two watches and I am not even sure that a watch is still something that fits me. So I resisted. Anybody looking for a gift: This would be something.