A few weeks ago I attended Salt City Steamfest. It cost me my time and a pair of glasses. Actually, it was a LOT of fun and I met some amazing people including many associated with Xchyler Publishing—the greatest small publishing press in the nation!
But, I had to sacrifice something, I guess, and that something was my eye glasses. This week I picked up my new pair.
I haven’t been to the eye doctor in years. I knew my prescription had changed so losing my glasses wasn’t so bad. It was time to get things checked again. So I made an appointment with my fellow Dear Ol’ Davis High School alum and last Saturday had my check-up.
One cool thing I tried at this appointment that I’ve never done before was try and take pictures of the frames and send them to my wife. Sending the pictures went great. The problem was, the difference in frames was so slight, they all looked the same.
The funny thing about this eye check-up was a push for the corrective lens surgery. I got hit with the pitch when I made my appointment over the phone, and when they checked me in and when I spoke to the doctor. I guess that’s considered a up-sale. Interestingly enough, however, when the salesman helped me choose a pair of frames, I was torn between Pair A, and Pair B which cost $80 more. Being as cheap as I am, I naturally wanted Pair A but felt Pair B looked better. The salesman said Pair A looked good, “a good choice,” he said. So, they lost out on $80 (I hope I don’t get him in trouble…).
And when it’s all said and done, I got a new pair of glasses. I hope the upcoming conventions do not require them as payment.