Hey, Mac, got the time?
In three generations, we have gone through three stages of replying to that question:
1) Our fathers reached into a "watch pocket" (remember those?), pulled out a "pocket watch" (remember those?), flipped over the protective cover, and read off the time in roman numerals ("Getting on to quarter till five").
2) We shoot the cuff on our left wrist, turn the back of the hand toward us, and read off the time, analog or digital.
3) The kids reach into a pocket, take out the smartphone, flip it open, and read off the digits ("Four forty-two"), in a ritual that to me seems as awkward as Gramps with his pocket watch.