It's a watch, not an artifact

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I have a Swatch automatic watch that Katy got me for my birthday years ago.

The original band had disintegrated and I finally got around to going by the Swatch store for a replacement.  In the process I think I aged about 15 years.  Here's how the conversation went:

B:  I'd like to get a replacement band for this watch
Store Employee:  WOW!  Is that a plastic case automatic?
B:  Yes, it is.  I've had it for some time
SE:  (grabbing loupe and examining the face) Holy cow!  This is from...  (assuming reverent tone) 1996.
B:  That sounds about right.
SE:  (still reverent) I have never seen one of these.

At this point the manager wanders in.

SE:  Hey, check this out!
Store Manager:  Is that?
SE:  Yeah, a plastic cased automatic!
SM:  (now assuming reverent tones)  Wow.  Wow.  I've heard of these, but never actually seen one.
SM: (to me) Does it still keep time?
B:  Yep, that's why I want a new band for it.

If I hadn't picked out a band and gotten them to work replacing it I think they would have asked me if I found it in a chunk of amber from the tarpits.  I paid for my new watchband with that other ancient means, cash, and wandered back to my prehistoric cave to draw pictures on the walls.

Stupid kids!

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