I'm also impressed with the fact that she's wearing fake eyelashes. I now aspire to be an old lady who will festoon herself in cosmetic accessories. But I also hope I will still have wits enough to not wear my false lashes to the eye doctor when trying contacts for the first time. Now the old lady's moxie is wearing thin on me.
And apparently wearing on the contact fitter guy because the first thing he asks me when I sit down is if my lashes are real.
Umm, shhhhh...she'll hear you!
Actually no, she's 88 and can't hear anything. Contact guy repeatedly asked her if she could just take off the lashes for the fitting but got no response. When one of them fell off and onto the floor, he almost said something but thought better of it. And when she then noticed it was missing, he pretended he had old lady hearing.
This is really fun! I love the eye doctor. Hell yes, dilate my eyes! I do not mind waiting.
So while I'm waiting for my pupils to dilate there's suddenly a lot of yelling from the waiting room. Oh no! Contact guy is killing that old lady!! Damn these drops! I'm missing the whole thing because I have to sit in this dark waiting room!
Turns out some guy was trying to leave without paying. He said he didn't know he had to pay. It's his first day in reality apparently. Welcome.
So while I'm trying to check out, the guy and the office manager are screaming at one another. She's threatening to call the police and he's daring her. He said, "Go ahead. I dare you." That seems unnecessary sir. She is going to call them, dare or not. I think it would be more fitting if he'd said "Catch me if you can" but this is his circus.
Then the receptionist says she's got his mom on hold. Oh no dude...the police and your mom! You're screwed. There are some things in this world I would rather take up with law enforcement than deal with my mom. The cops won't forever bring up past offenses over Thanksgiving dinner every year.
When I'm waiting on the elevator, he comes walking briskly over and pushes the button several times. Really?? You're going to go through all the trouble of arguing and essentially stealing services but you're too lazy to run down the stairs? I'm not a criminal but this seems counterproductive. Besides I already pushed the button.
And there's no damn way I'm getting on the elevator with him. Not that he held the door for me. But I did get to see him being manhandled by the police in the lobby. Good job there too buddy. I would've gone for the level that lets out on the parking deck by the Marta station, but again, your show.