Early yesterday morning I posted a very brief story about my experience one Friday the Thirteenth. Well, I must have jinxed myself, even if the damage had already been done. Let me explain....
Late yesterday morning I took my Skagen watch in to a local jeweler to have the battery replaced — my watch had sat unloved for more than four years. The Bay store at Yonge and Bloor (here in Toronto) closed just as I was about to run over to get them to do the usual great replacement. Some laziness crept in and I bought a Timex online to get a timepiece on my wrist, and to give me some time to deal with the Skagen issue.
A call came in from the jeweler: "Simon, when was the last time you used this watch? . . . The battery leaked and damaged the insides. It was a cheap battery from China."
(Thank you, The Bay! Twenty-seven dollars!)
I popped over and had a look at the damage done. Yep, there was black scoring inside, all right. The gent had a closer look and said that the spring had been destroyed. He then illustrated something: "This is a ten cent battery. This is a ten dollar battery."
(As Rod Serling might have said: "Tonight's lesson in dollars and cents." Or, as I might say right now: "I must be careful when I make a certain claim on a certain morning.")
I bought a new watch: Boss.
(Actually, I grabbed two as I could not make up my mind as to what styling I preferred. Typical.)
The Skagen sits on my computer desk as I write this, looking forlorn. Then there's my look....
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