Saturday, July 5, 2008
optician. glasses.
mum thinks the optician was trying to "mengurat" me. i almost fainted.
1st visit - he commented how interesting my watch is and other sorts of questions that an optician wouldn't ask. i was too lazy to entertain but he went on and on and on like a train. sheesh.
2nd visit - to the shop, thank god it was just to collect my glasses. BUT! my glasses abit senget making me look as if someone had punched me on the face. i requested my glasses to be adjusted. tried there but his irritaing hands kept touching my glasses while i was trying. (maybe he was just trying to adjust it, but its irritating).
3rd visit - returned my glasses because i think its still senget and wanted it to be amended or repaired somehow. as i was writing down my particulars, he can happily slide my sleeve and look at my watch. asking me why im wearing a black watch and how many watches do i have. commented that he prefers the previous watch that i wore. i was like HUH?!
4th visit - the final visit to collect my glasses when he calls me.
sheesh. getting new glasses never been so dramatic lah.
