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oh my god there is something in my EYE

So, I went back out this morning in search of a bicycle, specifically, a used cruiser with coaster brakes. On the recommendation of fabulist, I hunted down Hofmann's Bicycle Repair (and apparently sales) on Montgomery Ave in Old Town Laurel. I have to say, every time I drive around anywhere near main street Laurel I am clutched by an intense sense of it being the Right Place and all the houses cry out to me that they want me to come inside, and the lawns seem extra green and the sidewalks perfectly flawed with age, a weed poking through here or there to suggest that chaos and order have achieved a proper balance here. At any rate, Hofmann's is a little house bearing right down on the street with a shopfront up close and a garage out back. I walked around back as the signs instructed and found a Crusty Old Guy, looking literally a little grey. I asked him right out about my potential future bike; somehow I'm bad with the small talk even though this place fairly screamed out, "take your time! there is no reason to come to the point, and this person isn't in a hurry either." Unfortunately the point was the he didn't have my potential future bike, although it might be "down along th'other place" and I should come back on Friday. Discouraging. He had a skeptical look like maybe I didn't look like I belonged there, which became a little more skeptical when I asked if I could call on friday and he mentioned that his phone was out (I had discovered this through phone book exploration earlier, but didn't want to believe) because he was having a little trouble with the town. Let me tell ya, this guy emanated "trouble with the town". Anyways, I thought I'd better go.

I went... right over to Laurel Mall, where I spontaneously decided to get an eye exam and contact lens fitting. Hence the subject line. My eyes haven't changed... Yay! But on the negative side, that still means they are shaped like footballs and not basketballs. But my perscription is the same (-6.00 in the right, and -7.25 in the left) and he could put me in some trial lenses right away. One eye the expensive one, and one eye the cheaper one. He didn't want to tell me which was which, so I'd pick based on comfort, but his assistant gave me a helpful hint. "Which one do YOU think it is?" The one you can wear for a month instead of two weeks is more expensive. So then the putting on, something I haven't tried in about 12 years. Got it down, excellent. Then I realized, he's not correcting my astigmatism. Dude, why? Things are blurry! Oh, apparently it is mild enough, and my eyes are SO DRY, that I should try dry-eye-sensitive contacts in lieu of contact that actually thoroughly correct my vision. This, he says, he recommends all the time. Alright... who's the eye doc here? Not me. Fine, I'm not paying for any yet anyways. So, yes, I apparently have a low-tear-producing vision system. Great, that's why this experiment failed over a decade ago. So right now, my eyes feel all deserty, and like there's little saucers in them, but I can SEE (mostly), and wear SUNGLASSES, and this makes me happy thus far. I have to wear them 4 hours the first day. I am 2 hours in. I feel like things are constantly about to poke me in the eye now that I have no protection. And I can see every single flaw in my skin and the big circles under my eyes so much better now.

So I'm out and about buying cheapass sunglasses at Claire's and looking at shirts that declare me "BOOTYLICIOUS" at Deb, and I hear a "Hello". It's Chris. Whoah. Literally five minutes ago I had been thinking, hey, it's the Electronics Boutique that Chris and I used to go to twice a week so that he could buy every new game that was released. Lo and behold, he was in the Mall selling some old games and hoping for a new one in the shipment, when he saw me wandering around and wondered if that redheaded weirdo with no glasses could be Kim. And to his credit, he walked into a Deb to find out. We shared some fries in the food court and talked movies. Cool.

Now I'm home, and I had to change the resolution on my monitor so I can see it. Not a good sign. If these do work out, it's $300.00 a year. If the vision problem is too bad, I have to try a different, more expensive kind that aren't as good for people with dry eyes. I can't freaking win! Oh, and my dry eye problem is trouble for Lasik he tells me, not that I would ever consider that. Now, to see if I can continue to stay awake. AGH.

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cheetahmaster
May. 20th, 2003 12:49 pm (UTC)
I see, you snuck out and went to the eye doctor without me. Hussy!
snidegrrl
May. 22nd, 2003 10:43 am (UTC)
I know, I am teh suck... however I thought I would do prelimiary groundwork so you would know what to expect, not to mention, this does not preclude my accompanying you!
cheetahmaster
May. 22nd, 2003 11:19 am (UTC)
I forgive you. Really, I just like the word 'hussy.'
fabulist
May. 20th, 2003 01:23 pm (UTC)
Bummer about Hoffman's--it's been an awfully long time since I've visited his shop and he's likely been marinating in crustiness (and feudin' with the city planning office) for some time. Wish I could send you to my old fave shop on Compton Ave, where the owner was a bizarre cross of Santa and biker, but he shut down some time back...

Best prospect for you might be a yard sale score...I've found some really decent bikes in the $15-50 range out loping around.
snidegrrl
May. 22nd, 2003 10:47 am (UTC)
I'm thinking that Saturday morning I may have to take my little econo-box out and roam the yard sale circuit, indeed. I hope I didn't sound condescending about Mr. Hoffman; that wasn't what I meant. He was awfully nice, despite his crustiness. :)
cattack
May. 20th, 2003 07:35 pm (UTC)
Ah, Laurel's main street and the Laurel Mall take me back. Unfortunately, however, they take me back to high school. 8) Laurel is cute, but I avoid it... considering the angst ridden years I spent at a Catholic school there. Hee!
snidegrrl
May. 22nd, 2003 10:47 am (UTC)
I'm sure I feel the same way about Norfolk, really. :) Although I didn't go to Catholic school. There's a catholic school in Laurel?? I had no idea.
cattack
May. 22nd, 2003 10:56 am (UTC)
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Yep. St. Vincent Pallotti Catholic High School. It's right around the corner from Main Street.
ravenblack
May. 22nd, 2003 12:36 pm (UTC)
At least it wasn't szechuan sauce in your eye. That really smarts, in a gradual build up sort of way.

"Ow, sauce in my eye."
"Ow."
"Ow!"
"OW!"
"OW! Holy crap! Ow! MY EYE! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, THE SZECHUAN SAUCE IS BURNING MY EYE!"
snidegrrl
May. 23rd, 2003 11:08 am (UTC)
See, this is why I worry about contact lenses. If I am not wearing glasses, what will protect me from the szechuan sauce?
ravenblack
May. 23rd, 2003 11:18 am (UTC)
This is particularly a danger if, as you say, your eyes aren't up to scratch on the whole tear-duct malarkey. Self-flushing eyes helps somewhat with the szechuan.

On the other hand, if you were to accidentally get lye in your eye, having inefficient tear ducts can only be a good thing.
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