This morning, I headed over to the local focal mill to get a new pair of glasses. Before picking out a set of frames, I needed an eye examination. I was a walk-in, but I got to the optometrists' office just as the staff was raising the gate, and was seen before any of the people who had made appointments.
As part of the full eye exam, I had to have my pupils dilated. If any of you haven't had this procedure done, the doctor puts some eyedrops into your eyes that fully dilate your pupils for a few hours. Of course, this makes your vision somewhat blurry for about half an hour, and admits a lot more light into your eyes than is typical. It also makes your eyes look freaky, with your iris looking like a slender ring around your huge pupils. I always find myself compulsively staring into the mirror after this procedure.
After picking out frames and getting a measurement of my melon done, I headed out the door of the optometrists' office and blinked in the barely tolerable glare for a moment before donning a hilariously hideous set of disposable sunglasses made out of cardboard and cellophane. Luckily, I live close to the office, so I was able to get home without incidence.
Having a few hours to kill before having to get ready for work, I decided to take a nap. My eyes still weren't 100% back to normal, do I figured that the path of least resistance was the path of wisdom. There's no need to be blinded by the light when one can just sack out, no matter what Bruce says: