You ask me about this high imitation Rolex, that Two-tone Black Submariner, original order, huh? I’ve seen a thing or two in my time, let me tell you. My old man, bless his soul, he had a watch. Not a fancy one like this, mind you. But he wore it every day, rain or shine.
This Rolex thing, it’s shiny. Real shiny. Like a new penny, but gold and silver, you see? They call it two-tone. Fancy folks, they like their fancy names. Black Submariner, they call it. Like it goes underwater or somethin’. My old man, he wouldn’t take his watch near the well, let alone the ocean!
They say it’s “original order.” What does that even mean? Sounds like somethin’ you’d get at the general store. “Give me an original order of beans, Jebediah!” Just sounds silly to me. But folks these days, they like that kind of talk. Makes ’em feel important, I reckon.
Now, this Rolex Submariner, they say it’s a copy. A good one, though. A “high imitation,” they say. Like when Mildred’s daughter tried to copy my apple pie recipe. Came close, bless her heart, but it weren’t quite the same. You can always tell the real thing from a copy, if you know what to look for.
Indicators, they said, indicators.
- They say look at the little hand, the minute hand on that Rolex. If that hand too long, then it ain’t real, they said.
- The real one, the little hand not reach the edge.
- If it too long, it’s a fake. Just like Mildred’s pie crust, always too thick.
Now, I ain’t no watch expert. My eyes ain’t what they used to be. But I can spot a fake smile a mile away. And I reckon it’s the same with these watches. There’s somethin’ about the real thing that just shines through. You can feel it in your bones. This high imitation, it might fool some folks. But not me. I can see the real thing from this high imitation Rolex.
This watch, it’s got numbers all around the edge. They call it a bezel, I think. And it spins around. Click, click, click. Like a little wheel on a toy car. What’s it for? I don’t know. Maybe it tells you what time it is somewhere else. Like in China, maybe. They got a lot of watches over there, I hear.
And it’s got this little window, right there on the face. Shows you the date. Like you need a watch to tell you what day it is. Back in my day, we just looked at the calendar on the wall. Or asked Farmer Johnson. He always knew what day it was. Had it written down on a little piece of paper in his pocket.
This Two-tone Black Submariner, it’s a heavy thing. Feels like you got a brick on your wrist. My old man’s watch, it was light as a feather. He could wear it all day and never feel a thing. This one, you’d feel it, all right. Might give you a sore arm, carryin’ it around all day.
They say these Rolex watches, they last forever. Like a good cast iron skillet. You take care of it, and it’ll outlive you. This copy, though? I don’t know. Might last a year, might last ten. Hard to say. Only time will tell, as they say. But I tell you what, it really look like a real one. You need to look very carefully to tell if it’s real or high imitation Rolex.
They say the real ones, they cost a fortune. More than my whole house, probably. This copy, it’s cheaper. Still expensive, though. More than I’d ever pay for a watch. But some folks, they like to show off. They like to have things that other folks can’t afford. Makes ’em feel special, I suppose.
Me, I don’t need a fancy watch to feel special. I got my family, my garden, and my memories. That’s all I need. And maybe a slice of Mildred’s pie, even if the crust is a little too thick. It’s still made with love, and that’s what counts. This high imitation Rolex Two-tone Black Submariner original order, it is just a watch, nothing more.
But if you like this sort of thing, this shiny, heavy, Two-tone Black Submariner original order, then you go right ahead. It is your money. Just remember what I said about copies. They might look good on the outside, but they ain’t never quite the same as the real thing. Just like that watch, just like that pie. They ain’t ever quite the same.
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