I haven’t worn a watch in years. Sometimes I wonder if I should get one. And every so often, muscle memory kicks in and I automatically glance down at my wrist when wondering what time it is. When that happens, it feels strange to see a bare wrist – like I’m looking at somebody else’s arm or as if I had discovered that I had left my home neglecting to zip my fly.
Generally though, when I what to know what time it is, I just reach for my phone and give it a tap. And that’s usually pretty satisfactory. Still, there are those moments when I really wish I had a good ole watch wrapped round my arm. Checking my phone for the time is a little more involved than a simple flick of the wrist, plus there’s always the danger that I might get sucked into some tweet or whatnot blinking on the screen that’s not really all that urgent but seems so in the moment. Also, every once in a while I’m actually in situations when my phone isn’t all that handy anyway.
Recently, I was travelling in the US where roaming rates cost so much that I had my phone turned off and stashed away only to used if absolutely necessary. I was moving around a great deal on my trip (hit six states in two weeks), meeting people here and there with a fairly tight itinerary some days. A wristwatch would have been good to have on me.
Once at a service station, I considered getting a cheap watch but couldn’t find one I liked. Now back in London, I’m browsing the UK’s largest watch website, The Watch Hut, for timepieces I might like to glance down to see on my wrist. I’m impressed by the broad selection of styles and a wide price range.
What time is it? Time to get a watch!
