So my childhood best friend calls me up last night and tells me he is in the area if I want to meet him and hang out. Some time into the conversation he inquires about my Nissan Skyline and I tell him it has fallen into disrepair and lacks about $6,000 to get it back to showroom status, but that I have really gotten into watches and am saving to buy my first really nice watch for about $1,300 before I fix the car back up. He responds that he had gotten into watches for a minute and when I ask the brands he says Fossil, Michael Kors, Citizen, and a few Tags.
"No just Tag."
"Tag... that doesn't make sense... are you wearing one"
"Does it say H-E-U-E-R under Tag" *voice starting to raise a little*
*pause* "Oh, yeah it does!"
*almost yelling* "How many is a few?"
*definitely yelling* "Four?!?!? How did you get four?!?!?!?"
"My dad bought them for me"
*quiet and demoralized* "Oh....."
I love my friend to death, he was a big and great part of my life growing up, but really? To have four Tags and not even know what you have... later in the conversation I tried to get the models out of him and he couldn't tell me so I will be finding out tomorrow night when I see him. I work 60 hours a week over 6 days and it will take/is taking me roughly 26 weeks to put together the $1,300 to buy my first decent piece and then I find my friend has received 4 Tags since I saw him two years ago and doesn't really know/care what he has. Those are my broke WAS problems.
Thanks for reading my rant,