I don’t see myself as a glasses wearer, even though I’ve almost
worn glasses longer than I haven’t worn glasses. At uni I would stumble about half blind,
walking past people in the street, most memorably my own gran, because I was
too vain to wear specs but too poor to afford contacts. Even now I hate wearing my glasses and whip
them of at the barest sniff of a photograph and stand, blinking myopically in
the sunshine trying to pretend I have 20:20 vision. Stupid really because the only people who are
likely to see a picture of me are people who already know I wear glasses....
I’ve signed up for (another) contact lens trial with
Specsavers and this week I am going to wear them every. single. bloody. day. I don’t care if my eyes shrivel up and drop
out of my head! However, I’ve had the
lenses for almost a week already and have only worn them twice one of which was
on the way home from the optician so I don’t even know if that really counts.
Helping this week is the fact that I’ve broken my glasses. I was too cheap to pay for a new decent pair
while the optician tried to repair my old ones so I pushed the financial boat
out and bought a pair of cheapo glasses for £30. They weigh a ton, hurt my nose, hurt my ears
and need to be pushed up my nose about 200 times a minute. They are also desperately uncool. They’re not
even cool in a hipster, deliberately uncool and retro type of way. They are just terrible.
What better reason do I need to try out the lenses?
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