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Circus Rambles - On glasses

September 15, 2018

Today I finally went to the eye doctor for another exam, after putting it off for way too long. And mercifully, ordered some new glasses that I've been needing for a fair bit.

 

The last time I went to the eye doctor, they quoted me $200 for glasses after my insurance and I had to walk away without any because I couldn't afford it at the time. Then I went and moved states, and just hadn't gotten around to doing it yet. But recently my screws have been loose in a more literal way than usual. Apparently the lenses were about to pop out. And I was like, look. You need glasses. You need them to see. You legally need them to drive. Go get some, damn it. So I hunted around and set up an appointment, almost like a real adult.

 

(It was fine. Shorter than I thought it would be. Apparently I am slightly less nearsighted than I used to be? So that's cool.)

 

I actually hate shopping for frames. It's hard to tell what any of them look like on my face, because obviously I have to take off the glasses I'm wearing to try them on, and obviously without my real working glasses on, I can't see for shit. And I dislike looking at my own reflection, even less so when it's with my face shoved an inch away from a mirror. And I always tend to pick glasses that are about the same size and shape because I think anything else looks like garbage on my face, and that tends to limit my options. Let's put it this way. I'm not the biggest fan of clothes shopping, but I'd take that over frames shopping any day.

 

Some of the names these frames have are a bit silly, by the way. Hard Candy was reasonable enough; they were thickier, shinier frames, so I could sort of see where they were going. Apple Bottoms, though? I don't know about you, but I can't associate Apple Bottoms with anything but that damn Flo Rida song.

 

Full disclosure: I eventually went with red frames, because a girl I had a huge crush on years ago wore red-framed glasses and I thought they were cute as hell. Also, two random eyeglasses place employees I'd never met before told me they looked the best out of the ones I tried on, and that's enough of an endorsement for me.

 

When I first got glasses, I was ten and right in the middle of an obsession with Dragon Ball Z, which was airing on Toonami at the time. I begged my parents for orange and blue frames to match, but they said it was a bad idea and wouldn't budge. Sadly, I did not find any orange and blue frames today. Maybe one day when I'm rich and powerful I'll get some made.

 

So in seven to ten days, I will have new glasses and feel slightly more like an adult. An adult who wanders around a city playing Pokemon Go and trying to curb an addiction to Domino's cheese bread, but an adult nonetheless. It is very strange to be an adult. I don't know if I'll ever get the hang of it.

 

(I'm also not sure if I'm brave enough to post a picture of my face with the new glasses once they get here. I'm still very camera-averse. We will see. Maybe.)

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