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I Brake For Watches

Yesterday I went to a potluck that was supposed to start at noon. The directions to the picnic were unclear, so I was glad to run into a fellow potluck-goer. We found our way to some picnic tables, but since no one else was around, we weren’t sure we were in the right place.

Glancing at my watch, I said, “It’s 11:50; I’m going to try to find the others.”

She looked at her phone. “I’m getting notifications. Are you?”

I said, “I don’t have a phone.”

She said, “But how did you know what time it was?”

I thought, Come on. You’ve been around long enough to know about these things. All I said was, “I wear something called a watch.”

She said, “Oh, a watch.”

Does anyone else remember how to tell time with an old-fashioned timepiece?