AS USUAL, SILLY.


Divorce is moving along slowly, blah blah blah.

I'm at peace with it. It's just that my parents are driving me nuts, constantly coming to me. And even that wouldn't drive me that nuts, except they don't know how crazy they sound. And of course no one could make them realize that.

Meh, not my problem. I shall worry about myself and only get into it when they start trying to slander one another. Of course, then I just make them feel guilty about trying to do that.

And stupid for trying to do it to their eighteen-year-old daughter.

I think they think I'm still six, and that I would still believe it.

Mais nay. I am grown. And while that doesn't mean a lot, it does mean that I have a wider sense of perspective and perception.

Anyway!

I ordered some new glasses. You'll see them on me when I do, maybe. I think I'm pretty much in love with them. They have that old timey secretary vibe.

What I hate about Lenscrafters, though, is the way they treat people.

Seems like I have this problem with people I buy things from a lot.

But that isn't the point!

The point is, I have had glasses since I was four years old. This means that I have worn them that long, bought them that long, and known about the lenses that long. So, every time you tell me my lenses are thicker in the middle while yours are thicker on the outside ("Do you know why that is?"), I die a little on the inside.

I'm far-sighted. I should get glasses that are more circular than square to offset the thickness issue.

Oookaaaaaay, already.


All I'm saying is that it helps for people to just let me shop and ask questions if I have them. Otherwise...assume I know what I'm doing.


-grumblegrumblegrumble-



I guess you can tell when someone has had a lifetime of being taken for a fool, huh? My dad, the other day, was discouraging me from taking a mathematics and biochemistry double major because he doesn't think I can handle the curriculum.

Geez!



(I did better than he did in the same level courses (as far as Chemistry goes). But I didn't tell him that because he would Oh But Hmm Hey No. But I did. MUAHA. MUA. MUAHAHAHA...

I did say, "I know your course level was kind of hard, I guess. I read the book in my spare time." Stunned silence.

MUAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAA...)

(hahaha, nice)
When I am shopping, I do not like the customer service that comes up to you and asks you if you need assistance with anything, or suggests other things to you. I'm the kind of shopper that, if I know what I want, I know where to find it or will at least waste no time and ask someone who does. Please leave me and myself alone, floor sales person! I just want to shop!!


anyways
» invisible on 2010-07-10 04:35:12

devious
» middaymoon on 2010-07-10 11:12:59

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