How silly of me to think Lasik surgery meant no glasses ever again, forever. The surgeon did warn me my eyes would continue to change like everyone else's. He was only correcting my vision at that point in time. But four years? All I get is four stinkin' years?
So I dug out my pre-surgery spectacles, got a new prescription and...voila!...my new reading glasses. They are very French, no?
My boss said they make me look like a librarian. Niiice. I wonder what he will say when I get one of those necklace thingys to attach to them so I can just dangle them over my boobs until ready to don them again. Just like grandma.
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*The title of this post is an obscure Eddie Izzard reference where he makes fun of the Swiss Army for dressing in pajamas and toting the Swiss Army Knife as armament. The multi-gadget "knife" includes a magnifying glass, hence his bit, "I can see you...I can see you" as he mimes looking through the magnifying glass at the enemy.
::sigh:: I fear no one will ever get my obscure Eddie Izzard references.
Tags: eyesight, glasses, lasik, aging sucks
