New Glasses: So many to choose from
In the abysmal trip to Death Valley that I wrote about a few weeks ago, a handful of failed events were left out because of space constraints. One such fail is that my eyeglasses were left behind in the seedy hotel. When I called and asked whether my glasses had made their way to the lost and found, the person reported that no glasses had been found.
Though that is entirely feasible — odds are that no one has been in that room to clean it yet, or ever — I think something more diabolical is afoot.
Perhaps the glasses were stolen by a paranoid employee in hopes that without perfect vision, I couldn’t identify him in a lineup. Goodness knows that those workers must be on a most wanted list somewhere.
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