Friday, June 07, 2002
Went to pick up my new contact lenses this afternoon. Lisa covered for me. B— came down St-Laurent with me. He told me he wasn't a car guy, but his eyes almost popped out of his head when he saw the classic Jaguars on display in the street. He also told me he wasn't a boob man, but his eyes almost popped out of his head when …
My new optician is a batty 70 year-old man who always rabbits on about some scandal or other while he's doing the tests. You really feel like he isn't concentrating at all, and that he just pretends to be an optician because he likes the company.
Wow — interesting entry! Jaguars, bats and rabbits!
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