…then I should be pretty damn happy.
Here’s an example: Yesterday I spent a lazy day doing my usual routine of ‘net surfing and CIV IV. Around six I shower up and prepare to head out to Dolce for a special editon of the Friday night tourney–“Eric’s Last Hurrah”. Yep, another year, another friend rotating back to the States.
So anyway, after I got dressed I just didn’t feel right. Coudn’t put my finger on what it was, not exactly dizzy but off-kilter somehow. I even looked in the mirror to see if my glasses were dirty, but they seemed fine. Off I went to Dolce but I was still out of sorts. My dart game is always inconsistent, but I just couldn’t “get a feel” for my throws last night. I didn’t totally suck, but I was definitely off my game. In fact in a double elimination tourney, my partner Lonnie and I lost four straight legs and we were the first 8 teams to be eliminated. Which is unusual for me. As I told CH last night, I didn’t stick around long enough for him to beat me. Oh well.
I did stay for some free beers (Eric got a keg as a going away present). I guess the drinking gave me back some equilibrium, or at least the beer buzz made the out of sorts feeling seem natural. I went out for some bulgogi and then headed home. Where I discovered what had been wrong with me.
Get this–on the bathroom floor is one of the lenses from my eyeglasses. Yep, I had gone the whole night with half a pair of glasses and never noticed. Neither apparently did the 30-some people in Dolce Vita. I am sure some of the darters would have loved a good laugh at my expense had they noticed.
Well mystery solved and the diagnosis is late stage stupidity.
And just to underscore the ignorance point–these were my “backup” glasses I was wearing last night. The other day I took off my new glasses while changing my shirt and laid them on the bed. In the exact spot where I would ultimately sit down to put on my socks.
So today I will be making a visit to the eyeglass store for repairs wearing my back-up back-up frames. I will of course be completely cheerful in my response if he asks how I managed to break both pairs.
Hey, I must be a real happy guy. After all, ignorance is bliss!
Holy shit, John – that’s FUNNY! I think that from here on in you should have a good check in the mirror before you go out. One eye at a time, in case you’re missing a lens again. Check to make sure you’re wearing pants!
(BTW – you know glasses are a great bargain here, eh? I’ve got about 13 pairs!)
Not a synchophant here, but I’m not surprised. You were probably still buzzed from the night before. I don’t think you’re a bad guy, fairly articulate and even funny – surely at times, but I think you need some help, probably, with a drinking problem you probably don’t/won’t admit you have. And I know how tough it is too. Having spent many, many days in and around Osan, Kunsan, and all the other sans and ju’s in Korea, and done my part in the past to drink as much OB as I could manage. Anyway, not a pot calling kettle black here either nor holier-than-thou. But maybe something for you to think about for a few minutes next time you’re laid up in a Korean hospital, bored out of your mind. Enjoy while you can……. no offense intended.
John a drinking problem? Not at all. My opinion he needs to drink more. hahahaha
Since I have been through all the drinking with him and all the thrills it brings. (hospital visits). My life would have been bored.
Jenn is right John. Always check to make sure your pants are on. no need to create an international incident….. Also, I would get some extra glasses and leave them at Dolce and at Bless U…