Focus

On the plane trip to Paris, as they dimmed the cabin lights, I found it nearly impossible to read.

Forget "nearly". With the lights dimmed I could no longer read my book...

In a futile act of vanity, I had not brought my reading glasses with me.

So I was forced today, especially given the low light conditions of most of the cafes and bars I find myself in, to go into a Pharmacy and buy a cheap pair of reading glasses. It was an act of survival.

Fortunately for my ego, the young lady in charge of the place exclaimed endlessly to all within earshot that she could not believe I was a day over forty.

Some people will do anything for money...

I have to admire her.