oh my eyes...my eyes
I had the most fantastic experience yesterday at my not so local neighborhood Wal-mart.
It's been years since I've had my eyeballs poked and prodded (by a professional that is) so I decided that it was time to go in for a little check up.
I breached the secure perimeter and was confronted by the watchdog...also known as Grandpa Joe the Greeter. He struggled with the carts for a few moments until he realized that I didn't need one. Or maybe he just couldn't get them apart and gave up...I'm not really sure.
I entered the main store and was instantly dazzled by the sheer vastness of cardboard displays and walking Mullet-heads. Luckily the vision center was right behind me and I was able to avoid any "hairy" situations.
I introduced myself to the gaggle of workers crowded around what must have been the problem of the century because they were all engrossed in what was happening.
After a few vigorous throat-clearings I was finally noticed by Mother Goose. She rounded the counter and instantly I was swept away into the glamorous world of introductory paperwork. Who knew of the excitement that was in it for me that day. Page after page I was continuously amazed at how not important all of this information seemed since no one usually reads it anyway.
I finished after a few minutes and I wait. I then waited some more. I got up, paced and waited. Then, I waited a little longer.
We'll skip the appointment as it was less than eventful. The important part...he said I needed glasses. Hmm well I kinda figured that already and that's why I made the appointment.
My new favorite friend is the contact lady though. I believe she's a sadist because she wanted me to repeatedly stab myself in the eye. I'm ok with that though because she was funny. I swear there were a few points that she only pretended to put the lens on my finger just so she could see me touch my eye.
I finally passed inspection by being able to perform on command and insert or remove them. Yay me!!
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