Just had an uncomfortable Specsavers experience. It wasn’t the appointment. You know you’re gonna get bright lights shone in your eye and asked to read a row of dots – you’re prepared for that. But I decided it was time to buy new glasses. At the moment, I pretty much live in contacts but I thought it would be nice to have the option. At first someone ‘helped’ me by hovering awkwardly and repeating that I should go for plastic frames because they’ll hide the massive lenses. I tried to ask about shape. He just looked at me blankly – he knew no more than I did, which was nothing. After a while of us both looking at the wall of specs, he suggested he leave me to it. Thank God – if I was going to have to trial and error this I preferred to do it without an audience.
One pair made me look like a crazy cat lady. Another like an ugly child. This was not going well. The man drifted back. ‘Any luck?’ I shook my head. He hovered again but didn’t offer any help, other than to direct me to the £125 designer frames and leave me to work it out alone.
Eventually, I managed to narrow it down to three. Then one. I took them to the check-out. A different guy led me to a desk and told me to have a last look in the mirror. I did so. He asked me if I was sure I wanted them, making it clear that they looked awful. So of course, I was not. He suggested he help me look. So we went back to the wall and I showed him the two I’d considered. He agreed that the ones I had were better but I could tell he still didn’t like them. He picked out some more for me. They were good but the frames were very…black.He suggested I try the teen section after seeing how ridiculous I looked in wide frames. I narrowed it down to another two and picked one because I couldn’t be bothered with it all any more.
Turns out they were £125. For teenager glasses. How rich are these teenagers? Luckily Lensmail are running a deal at the moment which meant I only had to pay £45. It’s still a lot of money. I don’t know how much the others were. Probably free on my deal. And they didn’t have a logo on the side. Ah well, it’s done now. And I’m sure he made some sweet, sweet commission. He must have thought he’d struck gold when I opted for the expensive ones. To be fair to him, he didn’t push me towards them at all, unlike the hoverer. And he was helpful.
In other news – I had a great meeting with my supervisor, yesterday. She liked what she’d seen overall and told me how to improve it. She actually pointed out something I consistently do badly in my writing and told me how to fix it. Just like that!
Oh and I started reading The Bell by Iris Murdoch because I wanted to read a mid-length novel written in third person that doesn’t mess about with time – to see how it’s done. (I’m struggling with time, at the moment – when and how to skip forward.) It was so useful, I wrote a whole page of notes on the first chapter. In fact, I might do a blog post on ‘show don’t tell’ based on it because there’s great examples of both done well – and it’s good to see when telling can work, so…yeah. Let me know if you’d be interested.