Since I started to carry a cell phone, I stopped wearing a watch -- the left one in the photo. It rests on my desktop and becomes a small version of clock, at which I still looks everyday. I wear it only in situations that a cell phone is not allowed, like taking a formal examination. Although it is old and almost worn-out, it dutifully performs what it is designed for and never complains -- unless it runs out of battery. I cherish it as my most royal buddy, until, as you can see, its modern cousin comes along.