The face on the Sinn 9000 would induce a migraine. Trade it for a Breguet before the October 1 price increase. Gotta love the Swiss.
You've got steel going up and the strength of the Swiss franc, its inevitable. I notice Nomos prices have soared through the roof recently as well, but their German.
Had an Omega constellation as a graduation gift from college. Last seen on a library table right before going to the soda dispenser in the hallway. Stupid boy.
For Med School graduation, 1980, got a Rolex Oyster perpetual. Take it off only to go to Operating Room, tied to my scrub pants drawstring. Once burned...
So after 31 1/2 years, serviced thrice, still runs fast . But what a champ, it takes a lickin' and it keeps on ticking'.
Tried others while the Rolex was being serviced, but none could take the abuse. Will most definitely try others on next service run, but the smart money says I'll go to the grave with this one on.
Call me tasteless.
Most of the watches I see are tacky and wearing a watch is in itself a somewhat negative statement. I see no reason to pick on the tackiness of Rolex when there are so many other watch brands with no style.
In my profession, timing is critical. As it (time) is tightly parceled during the day, and my presence is required with varying degrees of urgency, I find a watch to be an instrument, not a statement.
But I must admit I envy a man whose position allows him to be free of the shackles of time, even when disguised as Rolexes or Piagets.
It'll certainly be the case with those watches that have their cases made out of the noble metals.
Surgical stainless prices will certainly be up but I don't think it would cause a huge rise in the price of watches made out of it. It could be used as a convenient excuse for the manufactures though.
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A nice, quality timepiece is simply FUN TO WEAR. Much like a quality pair of shoes.
I admit it freely and proudly that I bow to others because I am a surgeon. By serving my patients, all of whom I consider important enough to serve punctually, I heal, transform, and occasionally save lives.
And yes, I make a profit at it, a handsome one at that. Serving people, saving lives, wearing a Rolex.
But Oh, what a puppet humiliating life, abounding in somewhat negative statements!
Perchance might I one day be rescued from this wretched existence by watching pineal gland detox videos until I can glimpse angels!
The Noble man does not need a watch, nor does the Savage.
As Mark Murphy once sang “Times passes on, as do the masters of jazz……”
Therefore, a watch may come in handy in measuring this finite resource that propels us into the future. Particularly of use if you are a bush pilot timing your descent from the rain cloud and past within a wing tip whisker of Angel Falls, or indeed a surgeon timing the next dose of anaesthetic to a patient on the operating table. Both noble professionals in my opinion and that’s one of the reasons I don’t buy into this only grocery clerks and the fag end residue of what remains of the belittled corporate man wears a watch. Or I have reached the zenith of the human condition and I no longer require the services of a watch, in fact time now services me as its master. Utter nonsense.
The price of exotic stainless steels as Rolex uses in its cases does indeed affect the individual watch price. Remember Rolex is an extremely high volume manufacturer, magnificently marketing a mass produced and sold article as somehow the province of a small niche of the rich elite: they buy steel in bulk and its costs are not cheap. However, I am misquoted above, I also mention the strength of the Swiss franc and was merely drawing attention to two factors that have consequences to the cost increases from a number of watch manufacturers recently.
I have to say, I really dig Chevere’s avatar, the impression I get is that it’s how Art Pepper’s gangster chum, Mario de Cuevas would look like today, if he was still alive. This is his tune:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1jQ3OND64Vw
Dear Mr. Nemesis you who, in the case of my chosen profession, are so aptly named. For if what thou speakest holds truth there is no need of me or my ilk. Yes, you have exposed my scam. We shroud ourselves with totemic white smocks to confuse the unilluminated and hopeless that we possess God's healing powers. Once the illusion is complete, we abscond with the money, to satisfy our grubby little selves.
But oh, thanks to thee, we may yet warn the obtuse and uninformed. Let's tarry on (nay run!) to the nearest emergency room and shout so all will hark: "Save your money, God will heal you!". Then we will hasten to the US armed forces: "Save billions, God will heal our soldiers"
But perhaps I misunderstand you and you mean to be the nemesis not of my profession but of my pride. Mayhaps you intended to say God heals through mine or indeed any other's hands that touch the hapless and infirm and I just happen to be the one to collect the fee.
Hold on, you may have solved our health care crisis! Let's fire all our doctors and fill the posts with the cheapest med school grads we can get from around the world. Think of all the money we'll save! Experience makes no difference! It is God who is healing you, the puppet in the white smock is naught but an instrument of God's wisdom!
Ah, Nemesis, goddess of retribution and indignation, you speak wisely and boldly! Would it that I could witness the day you or your loved ones lay fallow with fractured femur and fibula for I long to hear you proclaim: "Bring no one, or whomever, for God shall heal us!"
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4F Hepcat:
Is it really possible I lived 56 years without listening to Art Pepper?
I'll add you to the list of people I need to bow to as you have already improved my life, and added to iTunes coffers.
I only really need a watch to run basketball practice, and for that a crummy digital is frankly better than the most stylish timepiece. Most of the time I don't wear one since all the computing power we tote around (smartphones, tablets, laptops and so on) at work makes it unnecessary.
I will, only very occasionally, wear a dress type watch in casual circumstances when I don't want to be lugging around the computerish stuff. None of mine are worth a damn cost-wise, but they serve well enough in my world.
This does not mean, however, that I am incapable of understanding the esthetic appeal of nice, stylish and expensive timepieces, handcrafted or otherwise. They just don't have a place in my life, nor most of those around me.
"Pthh."
Onomatopoeic "Pithy" retort.
You make it look so easy, clever child!
Re: Ben Franklin's observation: Nemesis- Source Score!
And yes it's a pity that I did not recognize the source.
As for my new Moniker (Dr. Malaprop), it is rich in possibilities as I can always hide behind the excuse that English is my second language. Yet it is unearned if I go by your own example. The definition of fallow (check it in dictionary.com): not in use; inactive, as in "Your creative energies have lain fallow this year".
Thus I could say the moniker belongs to you for not knowing the difference between a correct term and a malapropism but that would be unearned since you are not a Doctor. My apologies in advance if you are a PhD, I stand corrected and you do indeed deserve the Moniker.
Be patient and vigilant my Nemesis, for if I keep posting at this rate you shall soon be able to bestow the moniker on me, and there is nobody I would rather receive it than from a Goddess.
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