Short one this week, gang. Had a couple of very rude and very unreasonable customers to deal with by phone and e-mail this week.
However, it's Friday and they are fast becoming a distant memory.
Okay, last Saturday's watch was the recently-arrived Enicar Ultrasonic.
Sunday, I switched over to the Omega Seamaster 300. Here it is, in a nice, grainy surveillance-style photo. I will have to get that West German chess clock fixed one of these days.
I should probably learn to play chess first.
Tuesday rolled around, and I still had the Seamaster 300 clamped to my wrist. As far as dive watches go, it's a perfect design. Clear and legible, sparse and no-nonsense.
Got home from work on Wednesday and popped open a cold one before getting changed out of my work wardrobe and into more casual duds.
And got home a little later than usual this evening because I had to make a pit-stop to grab some cheese, salami and pizza bases. My usual market was out of these bases, so I had to kick into Plan B and head out to another supermarket where I found the last two packets on the shelves.
I tell ya, it's some kind of conspiracy. All I wanted to do was make a pizza, but it seemed to be a trickier proposition than I thought it would be.
Not the end of the world, though. I got there in the end.
Anyway, another week down and a three-day long weekend coming up. All's well.
Thanks for reading and have a good weekend!
