Goodbye Rolex

I visited a Rolex Authorized Dealer in Sydney today to follow up on the Submariner I had expressed interest in two months ago. To my disappointment, the sales representative didn’t even ask for my name to check their system. Instead, she casually brushed me off with, “We’ll call you when the watch is available,” showing little enthusiasm or effort to assist.

Is it really worth sacrificing even a shred of dignity for a mere watch? I think not. My money will go elsewhere—to a brand that values its customers. The Omega Speedmaster will be my choice. Farewell, Rolex. I love you and hate you all at once.

I visited a Rolex Authorized Dealer in Sydney today to follow up on the Submariner I had expressed interest in two months ago. To my disappointment, the sales representative didn’t even ask for my name to check their system. Instead, she casually brushed me off with, “We’ll call you when the watch is available,” showing little enthusiasm or effort to assist.

Is it really worth sacrificing even a shred of dignity for a mere watch? I think not. My money will go elsewhere—to a brand that values its customers. The Omega Speedmaster will be my choice. Farewell, Rolex. I love you and hate you all at once.