So, here's my really awkward story. I broke my glasses last week - like, they completely self-destructed. This happened about two hours before I was due to give a presentation at a conference, so I had to make a mad dash to an optometrist for some super glue. Cos that was really what I needed to help my nerves.
The glasses aren't that old and are still under warranty so I went to get them fixed on my day off yesterday, thinking I could wait, and get them back right away. Ahhh, no. They're keeping them there for a week. At least. I have no spare pair of glasses. Shit!
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I have a couple of options. None of them are ideal and all of them piss me off, hence the need to WHINE!
I have contacts, that I rarely wear. I have allergy eyes and contacts irritate the fuck out of them. I can manage for about three hours... so, for a few hours this morning I fooled myself into thinking everything was fine. Oh, and contact lenses don't correct my stigmatism, so it turns out the ole vision isn't that sharp with them in anyway. Safety first.
So, about lunchtime I switched to an old pair of glasses I had at home, but they're an old prescription so they hurt too, especially staring at a screen all day. Oh, and has anyone ever gone from glasses with a coated anti-glare, anti-reflect lens, to a pair with neither? It's like a disco of light reflection is going on around the outside of your eyes. Cos that's not annoying AT ALL.
I spent the afternoon alternating between this fun party laser light show, and my third option - wearing my prescription sunglasses. They're perfect in terms of vision, it's just that.......they're sunglasses.
I'm inside. In an office. With sunnies on. My colleagues alternated between calling me Barry White & Stevie Wonder. Fun times.
I'm so sexy right now.
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OK, end rant. I feel better. Thanks for listening. This week can't pass quickly enough.
Now I need to go lie down and get rid of the frontal lobe headache I got goin on. Over and out.