Optometrist, er, ophthamologist, um, eye doctor rant.

So, last week, Chris decides to snap his smartly fashionable eyeglasses right in two while cleaning the lenses. Behold the inhuman strength and manly power. Grumble grumble grumble. Sigh, time to open up the old set of spares from the top dresser drawer and put those old relics on. We immediately go from this stylish fellow:

To, um, this:

The time warp is complete. The early 90's Costanza glasses return! OK, so the appointment with the eye doctor is made last Wednesday (albeit 5 months overdue) and new specs are ordered. Today, a call is received that the new eyeglasses are in! Woo-hoo! Let's go get 'em before going in to work today!

Bad news. The lenses for the prescription sunglasses were placed in the regular glasses, and the regular clear lenses are loose and awaiting their new home in my sunglass frames I bring in.

Huh????

Seriously. In the ordering process, does it make ANY sense that someone would want their regular clear lenses loose to be installed in sunglasses frames? And then having tinted lenses go in regular eyeglasses? Seriously? That makes sense?

So the balloon of eyeglass joy is immediately busted with the prospects of another week with huge-rimmed headache-inducing Costanza glasses until at least Monday so they can remedy the situation and get the damn order correct.

Until then, time to return being the assistant to the traveling secretary to the New York Yankees.