Accepting Eyeglasses

I’ve had to wear my eyeglasses more often lately. The motions of putting on and taking off the glasses are not bothersome. And looking in the mirror, I think the glasses look good on me, or I look good in glasses. (They make me look intelligent.) But I’m still having a mental problem with the concept that I need glasses.

Since I’m still relatively new to my new job/company — just six months into it — when I meet or talk with someone while wearing my glasses, I want to tell them, “I’m not a glasses wearer.” Having nothing on my face (but a mustache and goatee) is part of my self image. When I spot myself in a mirror with the glasses on, I stop and examine myself closely. It just isn’t me.

But now that I’m having to wear these things so often now, I need to go back to the optometrist for a prescription for “real” glasses, instead of these cheap over-the-counter things. And I have to make sure my appointment is at a time when Cowgrit can go with me because I need her to help me pick out the frames.

The only thing worse than having to come to grips with the idea that I really need to wear eyeglasses all the time is spending $300 on glasses that’ll make me look like a dork.

Bullgrit
bullgrit@totalbullgrit.com