My visit to the opticians today was entertaining to say the least. DIL booked me in (she works there) and I gave her my prescription sheets to scan into the system, as it takes forever to type them on the PC. A few minutes later I toddled off to get photos and scans done of my eyes etc. I then remembered I had left the prescription list on a table, so went back to find it. It was no-where to be found. The whole place was upside down with staff looking for it.
I later discovered it in my bag. ?
After the initial tests were finished, I couldn’t find my glasses and of course, couldn’t see to search for them! Trying to get off the stool, after sitting at the camera, I got stuck, (I was very stiff due to the cold.) I think the optician thought I was a crazy, old woman and DIL and DH were pretending they didn’t know me.
According to the ophthalmologist, I needed a new prescription. Great news! That meant I could choose new glasses to go with my new haircut ( potential, squeaky leather trousers and cerise pink Doc Martens, as suggested in the Good Morning thread ).
DH’s face was a picture, he knew I wouldn’t settle for boring pairs, they would need a bit of bling and of course bling costs money!! ?
Everything I tried, DH turned his nose up at. I muttered “You have absolutely no taste”, as I stomped away, thinking he hadn’t heard. A voice from the corner replied, “Well, I married you, didn’t I !!” All the waiting patients started laughing. Hoisted by my own petard!
Of course, when you try on glasses, you don’t know what you look like, because you aren’t wearing your own. One of the customers advised me to use my phone to take selfies. I gave up on that plan, as a haggard, dithery, old woman, with drooping jowls kept looking back at me.
DIL then had the bright idea of using an iPad to take pictures of me. That was a great idea, until I realised I had an audience and the patients were all sniggering , when I said to DIL, DELETE, DELETE, DELETE! The 1Pad revealed even more wrinkles, crevices and broken veins than the phone and no amount of bling was going to detract from that.
I then picked up a pair and said that I really liked them. They were exactly the same glasses, I’m wearing at the moment! DIL shook her head in despair.
Thank goodness it’s only once a year and the good news was that my medication has not affected my eyesight so far, much to be thankful for.