Last night I was as close to functional illiteracy as I’ve been since I was in diapers.
I ran a bunch of errands after work, and decided to go to T&T Supermarket to try and find the Mystery Coconut Candy I usually buy around this time of year. I was tired and a little out of it, but that’s never stopped me before. It wasn’t until I was in the store and blinking owlishly at everything in sight that I realized I couldn’t read a damn thing – I had forgotten my glasses at home. Add in the tired and all the signage being in Chinese, and I was completely lost. It didn’t help that I was weary enough to have balance issues, so I spent much of last night being a squinty, stumbling mess. I couldn’t find a damn thing I was looking for, and basically had to rely on pictures of things to figure out what they were. I shouldn’t have been driving with my vision that messed up, and I definitely shouldn’t have been out without my glasses – I clearly need a seeing-eye pug.
It was actually a pretty scary feeling, though. I don’t much care for being unable to figure out my surroundings, and I enjoy being able to read. I had a slightly better time in Safeway – at least, I came home with milk and bread as intended instead of accidental cabbage and shoe rice – but next time I think I’ll wait until I’m feeling up for being battered by tiny Chinese ladies who shouldn’t be able to move as fast as they do.
Tonight we see Tegan and Sara! Hooray!
I guess you’re not nearly as blind as me… I would’ve noticed long before I left my place, possibly because I’d need to squint to find the doorknob.
That sort of thing happened in my teens, though, quite a bit, while I could get away with wearing glasses only in class. I do remember having a hell of a time at a Safeway, once, but of course things were in English. T&T makes little sense with glasses, anyways, so I just buy the steamed BBQ pork buns and exit ASAP.