Here's the scoop: April 24, 2013

We’ll see about that...or not
Did you ever have one of those moments where you anxiously think, “Did I just do that?”
You’ve probably guessed that this recently happened to me. You’re right. Yesterday, after dropping off my car for snow tire removal (call me an optimist!), and hitching a lift to work, as my chauffer drove away, I thought, “I wonder if the case with my glasses in it is in the pile of stuff I just removed from the car?”

Sharp readers (that means you) are already picturing the car driving away, glasses case neatly sitting right on the console where I left it — so it wouldn’t be forgotten. Of course, I didn’t realize this initially, as I searched through a slew of bags — camera, lunch and computer — as well as my jacket pockets, for the case that I knew must be in there somewhere. Deep down, I started to realize that my glasses were on a sightseeing tour without me.

Not seeing a plan
Since my wife has a long commute to work, getting my glasses back wasn’t an easy task. Before I went into full panic mode, I did have one other ray of hope regarding getting my glasses back. Maybe they were in my car at the shop — that was only two miles away. Or not.

Eagle-eyed readers may be thinking, “If you need glasses so badly, how come you didn’t realize you couldn’t see?” Good question.

I know it’s hard to believe, but it’s true that the sun was actually shining yesterday morning. As a result, I was wearing my sunglasses — a fact I didn’t even notice because of the foreign amount of brightness in this season of prolonged gloom.

So, since I had no car and my wife couldn’t easily bring my glasses, I had two choices: wear my sunglasses inside or wear no glasses. I don’t mind wearing sunglasses inside for a few minutes, but would feel odd doing it all day. Fortunately, my vision on things up close is fine. But, without my glasses, anything more than a few feet away “lacks definition.”

Going home for an old pair of glasses wasn’t really a solution either, as my former specs have more scratches than the back of a couch in a houseful of cats.

Learning to adjust
Once I got over my initial annoyance with the situation, I decided to make the best of things. As luck would have it, there were a lot of visitors at the office yesterday who wanted to chat. As they stood blurrily in front of me, I politely nodded to their comments and occasionally responded, “I see.” Even though I really didn’t.

I believe it’s true that if you have no eyesight that your other senses become more acute. On the other hand, anyone who depends on glasses or contacts knows a simple truth: “When you can’t see clearly, you can’t hear.” I guess this problem occurs because you’re trying focus on things and you really can’t. It’s quite distracting.

Despite the lack of clarity, I muddled through work. By day’s end, I noticed that my production hadn’t been all that great. It seems that much of my output looked like an elementary school punishment, with the line “Don’t forget your glasses” typed repeatedly.
— Brian Sweeney