The kids with the calculator watches were total cyborgs. Their technological aura would electrocute lesser humans who crowded too close. The best I could manage was a digital watch with an LED display. It didn't even have hands or need winding! It had an alarm and an hourly chirp I could set to let people nearby know that I had a digital watch. (That's wrong on multiple levels.)
Years later, once calculator watches were no longer cool, my grandfather bought one for himself. The buttons were too small to use reliably and the display was microscopic. He'd use it in restaurants to calculate the tip, at the grocery store to make sure the cashier got it right, and at the gas station to calculate his gas mileage. My grandmother used to say that she was embarrassed to be seen in public with a man with such an ugly watch. Whenever they'd go out, she'd ask him if he was planning to leave the house wearing his ugly watch. This went on for years. Yes, he kept wearing it.