Let me take you back to the spring of 2015. This is where I made my final
attempt trying to find a keeper for myself.
OK, so the first true keeper attempt (the JLC Reverso that I wore when I got married) was a failure. And the
Explorer II that replaced it was also sold. How on earth could another Rolex then be
the answer in my search for a lifelong keeper? I remember reasoning something
like "the nodate Submariner being an icon that set a standard among dive watches
and that the four lined COSC version in my opinion was one of the most clean
looking newer dive watches you could possibly get your hands on". And everything
about is perfect. I still think so. But the fact of wearing a Rolex finally
killed me. I was lost in the vast sea among all other Rolex wearers and became anonymous. I’m pretty sure I have explained this feeling
writing about Rolex in the past but I had never felt it so strong before. The
feeling of “being stuck” with this Submariner for life was horrible (I know, boohoo, what a silly "problem" but you know what I mean). I was of
course hoping that this watch would cure me from the watch flipping madness but
instead it just made me realize even more that I’m far beyond from being saved.
And believe me when I say I tried. I tried so god damn hard. But it was
impossible. It didn’t matter that the money from the watch was originally the
money from the Reverso that my wife gave me. Keepers just aren’t for me and
that’s it. No need to try anymore. A hopeless case of a kid in denial.
#255 - The Rolex Submariner nodate COSC, ref.14060M. |
I think I really learned my lesson this time. I haven’t owned a Rolex since
I sold this one back in the summer of 2016 and the thought of buying another one haven't even crossed my mind. I had it for almost 18 months and it really was my main watch
during this time. I tried to spice it up with a Rubber B, which I think suited
it great, and sometimes I threw it on a nato strap, but it wasn’t enough to
make it more interesting. The watch said nothing about my true passion for
watches. No watches beyond this point were ever bought for myself as promised
keepers. Some have instead been bought as potential keepers but with the option to sell
if not satisfied. Great solution, huh? I'm a frikkin' genius!
Here’s a bunch of random wrist shots from during the time that the
Submariner was my number one watch.
On my way to work riding the bus. |
I know you weren’t reading this post expecting a history lesson about the Submariner. Neither were you interested in reading about its specifications because 99% of you already know that. No, that’s not what this blog is about and you know that as well. Instead I tried to share some feelings that perhaps (hopefully!) I’m not the only one having. I hope that there’s at least a few others who can relate to what I’m describing and if so it might be nice to know that you are not alone out there. And to all of you who still enjoy reading this blog without thinking that I’m crazy, this blog is for you!
A couple of days later when the long hair was gone and beard had been trimmed down. |
The final picture of it before it was sold. |
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