What Time Is It?

Welcome to the 6^th floor.

Today's contributors are: Ann, Billy and Scott.

Subject:  What Time Is It?

 

“I see you got your watched fixed Scott.”  Ann says, indicating the watch on Scott’s wrist.

 

“Hmm?  No, not yet.”  Scott replies, as they’re walking down the street.

 

“Why are you still wearing it if it’s broken?”

 

“It’s not broken, the battery is just dead.”

 

“Does it tell time correctly?  No, so it’s broken.”

 

“It’s correct twice a day.”

 

“Twice a day, that’s all you need out of a watch right?”

 

“I’m just wearing it to remind myself to get the battery replaced.  Otherwise I’d have sat on my desk for weeks.”

 

“When did the battery die?” Billy asks, as they wait for a light to cross the street.

 

“Just before Christmas.”

 

“So weeks.”

 

“Frank and Sara would probably tell you not to bother, just use your cellphone.”

 

“And I’d say it’s a lot easier to just glance at my risk then fumble for my phone and hit a button to illuminate the screen.” Scott demonstrates, as they turn down the block to the apartment.

 

“I agree.  However, I have always wanted a pocket watch.”

 

“I’d break it.”

 

“Well, have someone get married.  Pocket watches seem like pretty standard ‘best man’ gifts.”

 

“I’ll keep that in mind.”