Watch Watchers

I was having Dinner with Dutch and he noticed my new watch. He was very complimentary: "Hey, nice watch!" I took it off to show him and his girlfriend. They were aware of my insecurities regarding my previous watch and they were saying all the right things: "It's big!" "It's heavy!" And you know what? I felt good about it. It's a minor point, but at least I had confirmation that there was one less thing for me to be self-conscious about.

That is until Stupid Dutch tried on the watch. He clamped it on his wrist and started to scream. OK, "scream" is too strong a word, but he definitely began speaking in highly aggitated and elevated tones. "OH MY GOD! THIS THING IS TIGHT!!!" So I'm just sitting there, being reminded oh-so-loudly how gurly my wrists are. "Gee, thanks a lot". "I'M NOT KIDDING! I CAN'T GET IT OFF!!!" Dutch stood up and struggled to rescue his hand from the tourniquet on his wrist. I guess he burst out of the metal links or whatever and managed to free himself. I put the watch loosely back on my own wrist.

I'm just going to get a pocket watch.