On my side of the bathroom in our home there sits a small wicker basket. I use this basket to toss stuff in when I don’t really have any other place to put the item. This basket contains all sorts of goodies such as extra ink pens, pencils, a couple of shirt collar stays, miscellaneous scraps of paper, paper clips, and such. A few days ago as I was getting ready for work, I was digging through this basket of miscellaneous junk in search for an ink pen to use when I realized that this basket also contains several wrist watches.
That might not seem out of the ordinary to most, however, I don’t wear a wrist watch. I don’t like typing with a watch on my wrist and they tend to irritate my skin so I usually don’t bother. After all, I am never without my cell phone and one click of the button on this phone will show me the time of day anytime that I need to know.
Nevertheless, the basket still contains several watches. There is one that I was given as a gift from my family back when I wore a watch, there are a couple that I have been given at different work related functions that I have attended, and at least one that I bought myself because I thought it was pretty, even though I don’t wear it anymore.
This hodgepodge of watches, all lying at the bottom of my wicker basket, all had one thing in common. None of them work. Most of them have been sitting idle in the basket for several years, so most of the batteries had finally run down. The one that I was given as a gift recharges itself when it is in the light but I suppose there is no light at the bottom of my basket so it too was not working. All of these watches, neglected for months or even years, had each decided that continuing to count the seconds and minutes of the day was pointless. They had all given up.