Okay, so the funny thing happened to me on the way home from work the other day....
Actually, nothing happened. Literally. What happened is that I am reading this totally rockin' book (I Am Number Four), and as soon as I finished work on Wednesday, I went straight to the book. I forgot to pass Outlook, and I did not pass Dale's Place; I did not collect $200. I did not BLOG! I completely forgot.
Oh well. That was Wednesday. And today is FRIDAY. Yay.
So, I thought I'd tell a funny little story, because I like to do that on Fridays.
The other day, it was a nice sunny day, and I had a little bit of shopping to do. Mostly grocery shopping. No big, can't stand doing it but it's got to be done. When I grocery shop I go to like 3 or 4 stores (depending on my mood) so I can hit all the sales cuz, ya know, I like to save a buck.
Anyhoo....
I put on my prescription sunglasses, because it *is* an awesome day, and these are some pretty sweet shades; dark brown lenses and leopard print, brown frames. Right away I realize something is wrong. I'm having trouble focusing. I've had these sunglasses for years, so it's obvious that my eyes have changed and I need a new prescription. I make a mental note to make an appointment with the eye doctor and go on my merry way. After a while I kind of get used to the blurred scenery and am able to get along just fine.
I bop along, hitting my stores, and I begin to notice that people are looking at me. Now, typically I'm one of those gals that don't garner a second look. I'm kind of old and kind of frumpy, and I kind of blend into the scenery. Seriously, no one's looking at me!
But not today. Today, people are looking. And looking. And I notice a couple of longer, lingering looks. Why? Why are people looking at me? I figure, well, I must be having one hell of an awesome hair day!
I finish my shopping and go home. My husband is outside and I say, "Wow, there's something wrong with this prescription, because I'm really having a hard time focusing."
My husband takes one look at me and bursts out laughing.
He says, "That's because one of your lenses is missing, you dork."
3 comments:
Dale, you really ought to write some type of memoir of all your funny moments! And if you are old and frumpy, what does that make me!?
I know, right? The funny moments part...not that you are old and frumpy. You're too cool for that!
Dale, that is so you! Well, and me too. I was laughing so hard John was like what is so funny?! After telling him he just shakes his head like he's not surprised at all.
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