ORA Watch

I hate knowing the time because I’m invariably late with no chance of reaching my intended destination even within a time frame which would suggest that I even tried to get there on time. And this is why the ORA watch is the perfect timepiece for me. Because when I inevitably turn up late and get the anticipated question of “Why the hell are you so bloody late, you utter, utter bastard“, all I need to do is gently pull up my cuff to reveal my ORA watch and all will be explained. I can play the innocent card with my expertly cultivated puppy dog eyes and merely state “How the bloody hell am I suppose to read the time on this thing – you’re lucky I made it at all“. At which point I would hope that the person I was meeting wouldn’t be able to explain that the watch has three bands – one representing the hour, one the minute and one the day. If the bloody ORA watch makes me miss Eggheads one more time, I’m going to be pissed!

Doubles as a tape measure in case of emergency.