I know we "bang" on salespeople at times, but...

[hooliganhooker]

I thought this one was comical. I won't say where this happened but suffice it to say that I was at shop in a mall of America and was looking at a Sub Date. I was "window shopping" while the kids were in the amusement park and was talking with a very knowledgeable salesperson. In retrospect, he may have been the manager.

It was extremely slow in there, so the wife and I tried on several Rolexes and killed 45-60 minutes, and had some real WIS fun. Thanked the guy, traded business cards, he gave me an invite to an upcoming Swiss watch event. All in all, a lovely time.

We headed out of the shop and it dawned on me that I forgot to find out the ageof the Sub I was looking at (I knew it was new enough to have the rehaute inscriptions). I went back in, the guy I had been talking to wasn't there but a courteous young woman asked to help saying dude went to dinner.

Told her I forgot to ask what serial the Sub was, and she launches in to a diatribe about security and serial numbers and fakes, blah blah blah. I said I just wanted to know the first letter. She says security, insurance blah blah blah.

I said "you do realize that number is inscribed right on the rehaute and if I didn't tell you that, but instead had just asked you to take it out of the case, I would have thwarted your Top Secret Cosmic Security protocol?". While she stood there dumbfounded looking between me and the watch in the display case, I shook my head, laid the invite and business card on the case and left to collect the kids.