Michiel is a finder, he has that kind of eye. Yesterday while walking Orbit, he picked up a watch. And went silent. Handed it to me. A Rolex. A fake? What do we know about Rolexes? It looked pretty real, it was worn, a little dirty. So we take it home, and look for the particular model on the internet. Ten fucking thousand dollars, Michiel gets a heart attack. We have to return that watch! But first, let's find a website that shows how to recognize counterfeits. Okay, that wasn't hard, heart attack over. We decide to look out for lost watch signs in the park, and if nobody claims it, Piffin can wear a Rolex to art school. Today in the park, I see a guy looking for something, right there where the watch was. And looking, and looking... So I walk up to him and ask what he is looking for. A ball. So I tell him about the watch. He thought it was real nice of me, having returned his watch to him had he lost it. He didn't look the type for a fake Rolex anyway. Which makes one wonder, what kind of guy wears a fake Rolex?
Posted by eliane at July 7, 2008 11:16 PMwhat a delightful story !!
Posted by: Dinah at July 8, 2008 12:24 AMVrijwel iedereen die wel eens aan een Afrikaans strand is geweest . . .
Posted by: jan at July 8, 2008 03:11 AMPiffin is the kind of guy that would wear a fake rolex.
Posted by: piff at July 8, 2008 07:23 AMlonely guy who watches all the time.
Posted by: ruud ronteltap at July 11, 2008 06:04 AM