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When a watch specialist tells you your watch require certain specialty in order to open and change battery and he’s not it, what do you do?

If you love that watch and wants to continue wearing it, you go to somebody who can fix it. Or, if you attempt to be McGyver, at least research about it so you don’t have to end up with a further broken watch. Well, not my big R.

He asked me for clear tape last week.

For what?

I want to wear my watch …

Hokey … so why do you need clear tape to wear your watch?

I can’t have the parts be sweaty right?

The un-McGyver fiddled with his watch and was unable to put it back together.  Which brings me to today’s opp about Omega watches.

Let’s admit it, an omega speedmaster can be expensive. Not quite a Patek Philippe but it does run to the thousands. So somebody must be really special (in my terms) to deserve this piece of fine craftmanship.

For the unitiated, Omega has been around, oh some 150-odd years originating from La Chaux-de-Fonds in Switzerland. They have won numerous awards and is known for its accuracy and versatility (hey, omega watches have clocked over 20 Olympic games from what I’ve read).

My dad owned one and I guess the little brother is going to have it when he’s “old” enough for it (my dad’s words).

So does the unMcGyver deserves an Omega watch for Christmas?

Let’s see, he cleans up crustini’s poop, takes out the trash everyday and brings it to the curb on trash days, works tirelessly so the baby will have mommy home all the time. Cooks when I don’t fel like it, Gives me back rubs even when tired, makes time to play with the baby every single day no matter how grumpy, crusty, or beat he is. Well, he does have a temper too, so no, he’s not a saint … plus he’s the unMcGyver, ‘member?

Hmmnnnn ….