’Well, it’s a Steinhart,’ I slurred quietly hoping the conversation would stop right there.
’A Stein-WHAT?’ he shouted at same time he started to down his lunch. I think we had smoked pork sausage that day. It’s slightly sour to the taste and made with barley and usually served with stewed potatoes and pickled beet roots. A typical Swedish dish.
’A STEIN-HART,’ I said; this time sounding a little irritated hoping he might understand that I would like to enjoy my own lunch in some peace and quiet.
’Hell, why do you buy a watch that looks exactly like a Rolex but isn’t a Rolex? Buy yourself a goddamn Rolex and don’t walk around with that piece of crap.’