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Monday, November 11, 2013
Why I don't wear a watch
When it comes to being on time, I like the old saying , "To be early is to be on time, to be on time is to be late." Really, I like to be punctual but I don't wear a wrist-watch.
The reason I don't wear a watch, isn't that I'm against clocks.
Neither would I say am I uninterested the actual time.
For most of my life I wore a watch, up until I went to college and I noticed something odd about wrist watches for the first time in my life. As I would talk with a professor and they would sneak a peek at their watch and it made me feel like I was wasting their time. Like, they couldn't wait to be somewhere else.
Sometimes in class, I would raise my hand to ask a question or offer a response to the professor's question, and whenever the professor repeatedly looked at his watch, I had a sinking feeling. I'm not blaming anyone, but what I experienced in college caused me to hang up my watch.
I decided then, I didn't want to ever make others feel insignificant the way I was made to feel, so I quit wearing a watch. How noble. How bold. How profound. How immature!
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