So, at work today, I mentioned in passing that it was my birthday.
Shortly after a small, spur of the moment, celebration, conragtulations and handshakes one of my best co-workers (never any problems with this guy) excused himself saying that he had to take care of some business and that he would be back in a few.
When he came back, he handed me this rather heavy box wishing me a happy birthday again. When I opened it, I found this inside it...
He said, in jest, that this was for my night at the opera. I was touched and delighted by this wonderful gesture.
The watch looks great and is super comfortable. The key ring has got just the right weight and a huge, real-world functional ring.
Thanks Raymond! But, you really shouldn't have 'cause working with you is like a perpetual gift that renews itself everyday.