Monday, November 10, 2003

I left my glasses with the eye doctor so they can put my new prescription in the frames. Every time I go to read something, or work on a document I reach for them and then realize that they aren't here.

The eye doctor held the little flashlight to my eye and told me to look in the corner, "You have a really interesting look."

"Oh." I said. I feel about that sort of comment the same way I feel about people asking to touch my hair.

"Yes. You look European or something."

"Oh."

"It's good to have an interesting look. People always tell me that I look like someone else. You probably don't get that much."

"No. The only person I look like is the woman on the five deutsche mark note"