Thursday, September 15, 2005
Specs.
An elderly lady came in the office. She complained that her vision seem to have gone worse since last night when she broke her specs. She took them off and put them on the chair. Then forgot where they were and sat on them. Both lenses came off. Her helpful husband put the lenses back but she can’t see much out of the specs now. On inspection it was obvious that the poor chap had put them wrong way round! We showed her the way to the optician who could mend the wee glasses.
Talking a bit nearer to home, it appears that I will have to put with wearing the specs for reading sooner rather than later. I am already slightly short sighted and now this. I did put glasses on occasionally when my eyes were tired but now the text is getting a little blur. I find the spectacles as much nuisance as umbrellas. Once you master them they are the saviour but otherwise you either leave them behind or poke someone in the eye with them. Please don’t tell me to hang them on my neck. My neck is sore with my mobile dangling on it for 15 hours a day. It appears that my regular non stop thumping headaches are not entirely caused by my sight although it may have contributed to the monster. I feel that I have upset one of the guardian angels hovering above my head that kind of bangs a hammer on my skull all day along…LOL.
From now on I insist that wearing specs is a sign of being intelligent and has nothing to do with getting older!