Just last night I was telling my friend, Alison that I needed to renew my glassess prescription due to the fact that I can't see a darn thing when I slap 'em on my face. My contacts are fine and dandy but my glasses are coke-bottle-esque nightmares.
I must've complained to loud, or somehow uttered a curse because last night, this happened:
Yup - that's my eye doctor's office - en flambe.
Luckily, no one was hurt - except me and my chronic Miopia.
I swear, why do these bad things always happen to me? (snigger, snigger, hee hee)