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Tuesday, March 11, 2014
A or B?
"John, I'm going to the eye doctor."
"Well, at least it's not the dentist."
He had a point there.
The problem with the eye doctor is first of all, it takes too much time. There aren't too many days where I have an hour and 45 minutes to sit in a little room, mostly just waiting for my eyes to dilate. I guess this wouldn't be quite so bad if I could actually get a little reading in. But of course the act of dilation renders this past time impossible.
The worst part about going to the eye doctor, however, is that it makes me feel like an idiot.
"Which is better, A or B?"
"Could you repeat that please?"
"A or B? B or A?"
"I'm not sure. One more time, please."
"Which is better, A or B? B or A?"
"They're about the same?"
This is a simple question. I should know the answer. But I sit there. Trying to figure out if A is better or if B is better. And then they throw in C.
And I just want to go home. Without the super stylin', you're lyin' to me wrap around, place inside your glasses, sunglasses.
But I can't. Until I know which is better. A.... or B....? B.... or A....? Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!