My Rolex and Me...A Love Story

[Daddybear]

My Rolex and Me...a love affair

I have had my new submariner for about a month now. I have wanted one for probably twenty years. A few years ago my best friend bought one. The black dial submariner with the date window and cyclops. The watch that I always wanted. When I would see him it would just drool over it. He once told me it was the nicest thing he ever bought himself and he loved everything about it. He was very understanding about letting me try it on and I know he knew how much I loved it and how badly I wanted one. He had a lot of pride in it and I know how hard he worked and saved so he could buy something so nice.*

Recently I decided that I had worked hard enough and saved enough and reached a point in my life where I wanted to buy something for me that I had wanted for years. My friend was more than encouraging. After a few casual trips to local dealers I called him and told him what I had been looking at. He said "do you want me talk you off the ledge or push you over?" I told him I didn't need much of a shove. He said when your son is old enough you can give it to him. I hung up, went back to the Rolex dealer that had spent some time showing me everything I asked for and doing it with a smile and was very patient. I told him I had decided on the no-date sub because it really spoke to me. I had already asked my friend if he would think it was weird if I bought the same exact watch as him and he said no way, but I bought the no-date anyway. Something about the clean dial just blew me away the first time I put it on. Originally i was going to wait for a sub-date to come in but the more I looked at the 14060m the more I felt it was for me.*

Everytime I look at it I catch myself smiling. I stare at the second hand sweeping around the dial 28,800 beats an hour. The sun gleams off the polished metal of the case sides. They are like mirrors! The machined edge of the bezel catches the light and scatters it around the room. The weight of the steel feels comfortable all the time on my wrist. I essentially have not removed it in a month. I shower with it, i sleep with it, I only take it off to dry it after I shower and the clasp is full of water, or once in a while when my wrist is swollen I adjust the clasp open one notch. Otherwise it has been a faithful companion. I ALWAYS know what time it is before anyone asks because I am always looking at it. I have to try to not be obvious and stare at it everywhere I go.*

When I sleep I tuck my arm under my pillow and when it gets quiet at night I can actually here the second hand make it's journey around the dial. The steady pulse of eight beats per second that hums quietly in my ear. Sometimes when I read or surf the net I rest my arm behind my head. When the air conditioning shuts off I can hear it sometimes... At nigh I wake up and when my eyes focus I see the light green markers and hands and watch the circle of the second hand seem to float around the dial.

I spent what many would consider a lot of money on this watch. I could have easily had a HUNDRED other watches but this one is the one that pulled me towards it. I wanted something beautiful but rugged. Something clean, but also classy. I wanted something my son would one day be proud his father left him. I wanted something I could wear to work, wear in the water, in the shower, in the ocean... I wanted something understated, that makes a statement. I wanted something that went with EVERYTHING. I found exactly what I wanted.*

-db