My late Mum came back one day from the now-heritage class World Optical Co.,(at Leith Street, Penang) with a funny pair of spectacles. These had a semi-oval patch on each glass. She said, “Now I can see near, I can see far”. I thought that was cool….until..
The Day of Reckoning had been creeping up on me surreptitiously and then it dawned on me suddenly that I had crossed into The Other Side Of Mid-life. My optician said, “Uncle, your eyes are flowery now”. The fact that I was 4-eyes was bad enough – what, 6 eyes ?
Happily, by that time, progressive multi-focal technology had arrived.
Unlike 7-Up, the difference is not so clear
Since young, I had always prided on having perfect eagle-eye vision, that could spot spelling mistakes on a signboard 20 miles down the highway, and see font size #1 used in sneaky Disclaimer Notes on my insurance policies. And the thought of I having to wear ugly spectacles never crossed my mind.
That pride shattered acrimoniously in 1977, when I found that I had developed myopia and astigmatism. AND, worse, that started my financial ruin, as prices of prescription glasses rocketed over the years and,……
…..the distinction between Clarity and Vanity blurred…..as these days I look a lot better with glasses – at least the lovebags under my eyes won’t be so obvious. Kakaka !