Well, lemme tell ya ’bout this here Audemars Piguet thing. Sounds fancy, don’t it? Ain’t got no clue what it means myself, but apparently, it’s some kinda fancy watch company. Started way back in 1875, if ya believe it. That’s a long, long time ago, way before any of us was even a twinkle in our grandpappy’s eye.
Two fellas, Jules and Edward somethin’-or-other, cooked it up in some Swiss village. Brass-something, I think they called it. Probably just a buncha cows and mountains, like where my sister lives. Anyways, these two guys, they started makin’ watches. Fancy ones, apparently.
Now, I ain’t never seen one of these watches myself, mind you.
But I heard they cost a pretty penny. More than my whole chicken coop, I reckon. Folks say they’re real well-made, with all sorts of gears and doodads inside. Must take a fella with steady hands to put all that together.
- They say AP, that’s short for Audemars Piguet, is one of the top dogs in the watch world. High-falutin’ folks wear ’em, I guess.
- Kings and queens and movie stars, maybe. Not folks like us, that’s for sure.
There’s another watch company, Rolex, folks talk about. Apparently, that one’s more famous. Only two syllables, easy to remember. But some say AP is better made. Fancy craftsmanship, they call it. Beats me what that means, but it sounds important.
So, AP’s been around forever, makin’ these fancy watches. Tradition, they say. Passin’ down skills from generation to generation. Kinda like how my grandma taught me to make jam. Only with watches instead of berries. And probably a lot more complicated.
Now, they also do stuff for the environment, apparently. And for the people. Not sure what that means, but it sounds nice. Maybe they plant trees or somethin’. Or give money to folks who need it. Wouldn’t hurt ’em none, with all that money they make from those fancy watches.
That little house where they started, they’re buildin’ it again. In that Swiss village. For history, I suppose. So folks can see where it all began. Pretty neat, I reckon. Though I’d rather see a new barn built, myself. My old one’s got a leaky roof.
So, that’s the story of Audemars Piguet, as best as I can tell ya. Fancy watches, old company, Swiss village. Probably cost more than a new tractor, but hey, some folks got money to burn. Me? I’ll stick with my trusty old clock on the wall. Tells the time just fine, and it didn’t cost me an arm and a leg.
Tags: Audemars Piguet, Swiss Watches, Luxury Watches, Watchmaking, History, Le Brassus, Jules Louis Audemars, Edward Auguste Piguet, 1875, Rolex
