New Glasses of the Day

[realexplodingcat]

After discovering my quiet solo eye doctor who works out of a closet in Wal-Mart does not accept my new vision insurance, I was forced to go to a new place to which I'd rather not return. It's like the Mega-Church of eye care. The employees all have a cult-like happy demeanor and carry around spiked kool-aid just in case the boss says "Drink!" They bamboozle you with bright lights and expensive decorations before shuttling you off to see young, very attractive doctors that make you feel like you did when you climbed the rope in gym class before dilating your pupils, spinning you around in circles, wafting incense up your nose, and putting you on a conveyor belt that carries you straight to the department where you must buy new frames with your lenses and where they try to convince me I need to buy anti-reflective coating. "Never!" I cried. "Never again! I can't keep it clean! Nor will I buy your magical space-age eye photo x-ray picture treatment!" I ran, screaming. But I have new glasses now.

Comments

[absinthea.livejournal.com]

You sure thats spiked kool-aid and not rum punch? I'd be damn happy if I got to sip on rum punch at work all day. That would make the pain of going to work almost seem to vanish.

[explodingcat.livejournal.com]

That would explain why the optometrist staggered like pirate and gave me a lens prescription that now has me seeing double.

[sajego.livejournal.com]

:) I love your wal-mart eye doctor too. Sorry you can't go there anymore!

[explodingcat.livejournal.com]

Jocelyn likes him so much more than the current place we went, she's considering finding out what it costs to visit him without our vision insurance.