>I went to the opthalmologist for my biannual check-up on Tuesday. I asked about glasses that filter out the fluorescent lights, since they cause me so much grief, and he recommended lenses with a blue tint. I asked, “How blue?” and he said, “Just a little.” So, I went for it.
You call this “a litte” blue? A little? They are practically neon.
I’m afraid to stand out like a sore thumb. But we bought them, and, well, I think I’m stuck with them. I’m considering wearing my old glasses most of the time (in which I see about 20/75… and yes, I drive in those) and just putting these on when I really need them. I feel bad because we picked out the frames and Mom paid the extra and everything, and I thought they would be good.
I know what you’re thinking. It’s the same thing my mom would say if I told her how I feel. “Who cares what other people think? You have to be comfortable.”
I’m sorry to say that I, for one, care very much. I like to fit in. I don’t fit in enough because of who I am… the last thing I need is neon blue glasses to make me stand out even more.