Adam P., Jamaica Plain
I broke the pin on the band of my $100 watch. I had tried to bend it back but it became clear to me that it wasn’t gonna be around long. I was reaching for a tub of Limited Edition Flavor of the Season French Vanilla Cool Whip when the band let go for good. Luckily the elastic cuff of my coat prevented it from falling to the floor, smashing and disintegrating. I was cruising around Coolidge Corner with the watch in my pocket on my way to get a burrito and I decided to see if there was anyone nearby who could fix it.
All the yelp reviews that were negative tended to center around 2 things, cleaning and resizing rings. I needed neither of these things so I figured I’d give ’em a shot. The whole needing to be buzzed-in is a little weird especially considering the most expensive thing I saw was a Bulova watch running about $300 right across from a plastic drugstore rack of Casios. So not exactly the highest of high-end stuff necessitating an air-tight security system. When I got in, I showed the woman my broken band and she seemed disappointed that my watch was an automatic therefor was never going to need a battery.
I had seen reviews stating batteries were $10 to replace so I figured my $100 watch was about to become a $110 watch and since I like it, I was OK with that. The woman began to work and I paced around in the store and played with my phone to keep myself occupied. A few minutes passed and she came back with a fixed band. I put the watch on my wrist and asked how much. In a heavy accent she said something I couldn’t make out. I asked “ten?” She said “no, three.” So three bucks later, I’m on my way. I probably wouldn’t have my rings resized there (particularly since I don’t have any) but I have another watch in my nightstand with a broken band and I’m pretty sure I’ll be bringing it to them to fix.