Why would they ask? I mean really, why?
They may ask “got the time brah”, then I may say “it’s a smidge after quarter past four old bean” then they may thank me and go about their daily business....
Let’s flip this around 180 degrees, you’re having a light lunch in your favourite bistro, i’m thinking maybe waldorf salad with a small glass of house red, your wife/husband/lgender neutral partner is having goats cheese flan with a side order of curly fries (fuck you’re drooling for a curly fries but are on a strict “no carbs” diet) and a glass of no alcohol beer cos they’re also a recovering alcoholic.....
anyway, scene is set!
A young couple walk in, she’s wearing a very short summer dress, you catch a glimps of inner thigh, “oh lordy that’s brightened up an otherwise miserable day” then you spot the guy, he’s got a 6263 Daytona on his right wrist.... now that clearly on the wrong wrist for a start off... but but but you’ve read the tells on this one, it’s got to be a hand wind, can’t quite make out if the subdial at 6 is frozen or not.... now these are big money, he’s just a scruffy oik in jeans and a t-shirt, doubtful he could afford that... it got to be a rep.... ITS GOT TO BE!! you start to get sweaty palms, heart beat is racing.......
RIGHT, I’M OFF OVER TO ASK!!!
“OY SCRUFFY OIK, IS THAT A FAKE WATCH YOU’RE WEARING ON THE WRONG WRIST OR WHAT????
:lmao: really???????