A year or so ago I was given a nice watch as a present from the company I do some work for. It was their 90th anniversary and to commemorate they gave out watches. I wear a watch if I have one. The watches I had in the past, the battery died and I am too cheap to have it fixed. Back to the watch at hand, it is a nice watch. It has the metal links. I usually get the cheaper material, but it was a gift so okay.
One day Joy was playing with the watch. Wendy said you might want to get that from her. The words, "I do not think she can mess it up," barely exited my mouth when Joy dropped it. The clear face cover was cracked. It still runs fine. So I still wear it.
Fast forward to this morning or rewind dependent on when this read. I was walking along and my arm swung out. Right into the door jamb. I am fine, but the watch face is not. The watch must have hit the metal side of the door frame. It shattered that plastic piece. Amazingly, to me, the watch is keeping time. It is just open access. I wonder how long it will be before I hit it on something to disrupt the laying on of hands.
Time will tell.
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