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I usually go to an eye doctor in the city, but my mother decided I should try out the guys in town, so I did.
Yesterday I went in for my eye appointment. I was waiting in the room and this guy comes in...he looked about 23, but my guess is that he's 25. Yes, he is my doctor. He was nice, but he seemed a bit nervous.
Anyway, at the end he hands me this pamphlet called "Your Doctor's Personal Recommendations:" for glasses (I wear contacts, but I usually have back-up glasses...and I lost my last pair. They vanished mysteriously about 3 months ago.). And then he says, "I'd recommend the 'Protection Package' because you are...young..er." I stared at him blankly and looked at the pamphlet. Below "Protection Package" it said "Recommended for children." Oh, gee. Thanks. What, do you think I'm 10?? I never had the whole extra warranty thing even when I was young. I take good care of my things.
So today I went to Wal-Mart and bought some stuff for college, along with 2 CDs and the Kingdom of Heaven DVD. The lady didn't check my ID, which restored some of my faith in humanity.
I don't get it. Ever since I was 3 years old, people have thought I was older than my actual age. Now it's like unless I put on a bunch of make-up they think I'm 15. I'm sorry that I'm slim and not bursting out of my clothing. -_-
On a side-note, I was excited for about 10 seconds today. I saw The Village DVD at Wal-Mart for $9.44. Sweet. Nice and cheap! But I picked it up...and it was fullscreen. For those of you who don't know, I'm a widescreen-er all the way. Fullscreen cuts out part of the movie! Blasphemy!! So I didn't buy it. It was very sad. :(




