When we went to Panama in December, I reset the watch to local time. It did not work. I pinged and pinged until I thought the battery would be on its last leg. For 8 weeks, I had to go without a watch at all. It went berserk. The year was set to 2005; the day was Sunday even when it was Wednesday. The time was hours off, regardless of how many buttons I pressed.
The instructions are kept in my Dropbox, accessible to me wherever I have an Internet connection. Reading, rereading, analyzing, deconstructing, and then rereading once again, was a total waste of time. Nothing worked including the section that stated “if this doesn’t work…” It didn’t!
After resigning myself to never having the time on hand again, Ron took the watch to the watch repair around the corner. After fifteen minutes, he had it fixed. Well, almost fixed. I use the 12-hour clock. He set it for the 24-hour clock. When I am feeling arithmetically challenged, the watch sits on my bed stand or I need a calculator close by. Otherwise, challenge my thinking to do the subtraction needed to figure out the time.
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