Sunday, February 21, 2010

where the fuck is my watch

Here's the story.  I got home last night from Tales of Fridays.  I made myself some T.G.I. Friday's Honey BBQ wings.  When it came time to eat, I removed my watch and wrist brace, so I wouldn't get honey bbq sauce all over them.

After finishing the wings, disposing of the bones, and soaking the plates in hot water to loosen the remaining sauce, I went back to my computer for a while, then went to sleep.

When I woke up to go to CAINE's showing, I could not find my watch.  Anywhere.  It's not in its usual spot on my bedside table, it's not in my bathroom, it's not on my desk, and I've looked all around the kitchen including in both the freezer and the refrigerator, just for good measure.  No watch.

I had to be a noob and check the time on my cell phone all night.

Dammit, I liked that watch too.  I know it was just a cheap digital watch, but it was awesome.  The LCD had enough extra display elements that it could display text.  When you held the set button in it would say "Hold to set" on the screen.  When setting things it had labels for all of the buttons that explained what they did, like "Done", "Next", "+", and "-".  Also it could adjust any field in either direction, so if I went one minute past where I wanted to set my alarm to I could just go back as opposed to having to go around again.  The numbers were huge as well, meaning I didn't need to shove my wrist in my face to see what time it was.

It was awesome and I want to find it.

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