"In our dreams...we make the journeys we seem to make...see the things we seem to see..." Mark Twain
Monday, December 13, 2010
The Clock Shop Incident
The setting was somewhere in Europe, probably Germany. We had just finished some sort of espionage assignment. We were looking at a clock shop, where I said I had been before twice, but it was closed. The proprietor was here now and Bob wanted to look for a clock. I was hesitant, but thought oh, well if it means so much to Bob, then we can spring a few hundred dollars for a clock. So, Bob leaves me to talk to the man about clocks. I was a little miffed that he didn’t want to include me on the discussions and decisions. I was left to wander around. They came out later and Bob showed me the one he was going to get. It was a clock about the size of a computer. It had drawers containing polished stone jewelry, lots of gold topaz and amber looking necklaces. There were all different stones on the clock face, each stone representing the numbers. I am thinking, why spend $ on jewelry…I already have a lot of that. It is an interesting premise, having the stones represent the numbers. I see the price tag--$6,819. I get upset that it is so much. I am very agitated saying that it’s exorbitant for a stupid clock. We could get an awesome horse for that price!!! And I throw in, that it’s not even a cool Cuckoo clock!! Finally, he sees the “light” and chooses a much more modest clock at around $169, still not a cuckoo clock because he says he can't stand the noise.
(October 10, 2010)
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