About 3 months ago, my glasses got to the point where they were so scratched, they were useless. I couldn’t function thru the haze, and I couldn’t afford a new pair. So I bought a cheapie pair of reading glasses so I could see the computer screen and read most of what I needed to read to survive. Threading a needle was nearly impossible and I was constantly asking the Perfect Child[sup]TM[/sup] to read things for me. Still I suffered.
But yesterday, I decided it was time. Plus I found out I could get a good deal with my insurance if I went to certain places. So I got an appointment where they promise glasses “in about an hour” and off I went.
The exam was quite thorough, including dilating my pupils. (Note: This is not a smart thing to do on a bright, sunny day!) I fully expected to have to wait a week for my specs since I like progressive lenses and the last two pairs I got took a week or more. Was I wrong! Granted, they weren’t ready in an hour, but it didn’t matter, since I had to get back to the office. But I stopped by on my way home and got my glasses.
I can see!!
It may take a few days to get used to them, and so far, I’m wishing they’d been able to make the prescription area wider - I can’t see the full computer screen clearly without moving my head. If it still bothers me in a couple of days, I’ll go back and see if they can regrind for me.
But in the meantime, I can see. No more cheapie reading glassing hanging around my neck when I’m not reading. All I have to do is tip my head to look thru the applicable prescription. I feel like a bobble-head doll, but it doesn’t matter - I can see!!
<-------rapidly holding up cardboard cutout of Jude Law’s face, in the desparate hopes that she thinks that is what we all look like !!! I’ve got a Billy Bob Thornton, a Meg Tilly, two Glenn Close’s and a Harrison Ford left.
<singing> “I can see clearly now, the scratches are gone. . .”
Ain’t it grand when you get the new specs? I got new ones last summer and found out this spring that the prescription was wrong (too strong). Wasted almost $200.
Awww, c’mon guys, ya know I luvs ya all for your minds and your, um, other qualities. Who am I to judge you by your looks? After all, if I lust after Harrison Ford, it’s because of his talent and personality, and not because his smile melts me… Tho there is a certain Doper with devilishly seductive eyes, but I’ll say no more…
Rue, you wanna regrind… er, ahhh, I do declare - is it warm in here??? [sub]And I’m not a chick, OK? I’m a WOMAN![/sub]
Anyway, those of you whose pictures I’ve seen, and the fewer of who who I’ve met, I can’t think of any who I’d wall up to protect innocents. Yeah, I’m fast and loose with the compliments!
Old habits die hard, as I’ve just experienced. After months of wearing the crappy reading specs, I got used to taking off my glasses as soon as I stood up so I could walk thru the office without crashing into things. I’d yank 'em off and let 'em drop, caught by the string that held them around my neck.
Just a few minutes ago, I had to leave the cube, and I reached up… luckily, I didn’t complete the act, or my new glasses would have been on the floor and underfoot. Whew - dodged that bullet. I guess I need to put the string on these, just in case.
We have quite a few experienced ENGINEERS on this Board, perhaps a few can get together and come up with some cantilevered and pulleyed system, much like the mechaniggans ( mechanical shennanigans ) shown off in that famous and historically accurate Documentary, Wild Wild West
That’d keep the damned things on ! Always glad to help out.
Engineers, huh? Thanks for the suggestion, 'Toons. mechaniggans?!?!? <snerk>
Yeah, Zap, I’m just too adorable for words. Can’t wait to look in the mirror, 'cause I get better looking each day. [sub]OK, so I stole that line. So sue me… no, wait, you’re a lawyer, aren’t you??[/sub]
JC, I’m a coward, and I’m cheap. But mostly I’m a coward. Just the thought of having something done to my eyes voluntarily is too oogy for words. Plus there’s always a chance that something could go wrong.
Anyway, I think my glasses make me just too cute for words. I’ll have to post a pic…
BWAHAHAHAHA!! No, rundogrun, I can’t carry off the sequinned look, which of course, ended my potential career as an exotic dancer. But you can see a close up here, and another shot here. Looking at these photos makes me realize that I need to do something with my hair - it’s scary!!
JC, you sweet-talker you! Or was that a scarily cloaked insult… I shall ponder, oh yes I shall.