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Thursday, June 13, 2002

20/20

I went to my opthamologist today (the Upper East Side is like an entirely different planet). He told me I need an extremely weak prescription and that my vision is just about 20/20.

I asked him if he had noticed that I was 20 minutes late for my appointment.

He said, "well, no, not really, but continue."

I continued by explaining that I was late because I had spent 20 minutes WANDERING UP AND DOWN SEVENTIETH STREET, UNABLE TO READ ANY STREET SIGNS OR THE NUMBERS ON BUILDINGS.

He countered with "well, you DO need a prescription!"

I just muttered something under my breath and wandered out into the hallway, eyes stinging from dilation drops.

Posted at 12:08 PM

Comments

001. sam

sounds like you need a new eye doctor.

Posted at 02:00AM on Friday, June 14, 2002

002. Mark

But did you order glasses after you finished muttering?

Posted at 02:29AM on Friday, June 14, 2002

003. elisabeth

My glasses are really weak - 0.5 - but I still have trouble seeing things from a distance! Maybe glasses are just one big sham.

Posted at 03:30AM on Friday, June 14, 2002

004. jessie

Let's see a photo when you get them!

Posted at 05:44PM on Tuesday, June 18, 2002

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