: My personal Omega Saga: I received my first "good" watch in 1987.
: It was a TAG Heuer Formula 1. Several things immediately became apparent
: about this watch. It sucked, it had strange traits, it was bizarre looking
: and oh yeah, it sucked. The TAG was a watch that would suddenly stop for a
: few seconds and then continue on it's merry way. It developed an unusual
: crack in the crystal while strapped to my wrist in the back of an F/A-18D,
: that several months later miraculously healed itself. It ate batteries
: like a Lincoln Navigator sucks unleaded gas and the straps were replaced
: twice in a 18 month period.
: After two years of unhappy cohabitation with this modern marvel I did what
: any good American would do....I gave it to my brother. Free at last from
: the burden of the TAG I sought my next "good" watch that would
: become my companion for the next 10 years. The watch I found and
: immediately purchased because of it's outstanding design and features was
: the 1989 model Omega Seamaster Professional. Over the course of 10 years
: the Seamaster was exposed to environments that would have utterly
: destroyed even the best of sport watches. The Seamaster accompanied me
: around the world twice, keeping time in such extreme evironments as
: Kuwait, Somalia, Equitorial Africa and Southeast Asia. The Seamaster never
: missed a beat, it was on my wrist in swamps, deserts, unpressurized high
: altitudes and just about anywhere else you could possibly conceive of
: putting a human being. It was banged against rocks, hammered by high G
: forces, blast overpressures, you name it, the Seamaster was exposed to it.
: As you can imagine after 10 years of this kind of exposure, the Seamaster
: was looking a little worse for the wear. I figured it was about time to
: add a new Omega to my collection....Part II of the SAGA tomorrow.
