I know, I know, I'm so utterly superficial and addicted to luxury watches. But besides getting a second piece of bling, I left with another satisfying morsel. Some guy was looking at my Movado (he didn't realize it was going to be mine) and said to the salesman, 'I know you're giving me a good deal on this timepiece, but I'll have to think about it.' A few moments later while the guy looked at other watches (which he probably couldn't afford), my saleswoman picked up the Movado and calculated the price with 60% off.
It was just too good to pass up. 'I think the word I'm looking for is "Sold!"' The guy furtively glanced my way with a mixture of contempt and jealousy. He probably thought, 'Asshole, throwing money around like that!' And rightly so, but if he had uttered an anathema*, I would simply have responded, 'You pay the cost to be the boss.' But he didn't, and so I just grinned.
Then my grin faded as I noticed his cute girlfriend, who had brown Shirley Temple-like curls and sky blue eyes, give him a conciliatory look and squeeze of the hand. On my end of the counter, there wasn't a person there to share in my purchase except the saleswoman, who is only happy because she got another commission.
Oh well, I suppose that's life. I walked out looking at the renewed smile reflected from the face of the sapphire crystal. I'll just have to be happy that I'm at a point where I can buy a watch worth several hundred dollars with no regrets.
There's a Bailey Banks & Biddle in the Houston Galleria, and there's a chance you might get your very own luxury watch for under 5 bills. Just fyi.
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*anathema - a curse, insult
2 comments:
ah, like reading an essay for college lit class. thnx for the definition at the end, but i got the idea of the def. from the paragraph already. =P
- friedeggs
it makes me smile that i could possibly be the cause of some college kid's english lit misery in the future :)
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