Last year, Official Mindreader Troubadour Jenny presented me with an item I had long desired: a Fauxlex from New York. The watch has given me no real problems over the last year; in fact, it has been an excellent watch. But last week I was reminded that even the mighty Fauxlex is subject to the ravages of Burrill.

I was driving back to Michigan after a weekend in Columbus, and along the way, I stopped at the wonderfully-named Love’s Travel Stop. When I got out of my car, I remembered just a moment too late that my watch was not on my wrist, but on my lap; as a result, my watch took a fall onto the pavement.

At first glance, I happily noticed only that the hands were in their proper places performing their proper functions. But then I looked again, and I noticed that something had changed.

That’s right: in my Fauxlex’s opinion, 9 and 10 o’clock are no longer fixed times; they may occur at any moment. But don’t worry; as soon as the jeweler successfully reattaches the hour markers, 9 and 10 o’clock will return to their regularly-scheduled time slots.

(Other reading: there is another satisfied owner of a Fauxlex.)