Any excuse

Referring back to my previous post and more pointedly in respect of my bemoaning that fact that I wouldn't be able to see my boyfriend much this week. You may have thought I was being somewhat of a drama queen over it and making a mountain out of a molehill but trust me I'm not. For I have the proof...........

Today I found myself in Vision Express perusing the glasses with Lee, we went in with the intent of Lee booking an eye test and checking out some Police frames he had seen. This we did but whilst perusing I stumbled upon a pair of Hugo Boss frames that looked cool - hand made acetate in a dark brown colour cool. I've no idea why I felt the need to search through the frames on display; I mean I already own four pairs of glasses, the most recent pair I bought only a few months back. Besides that I can only wear one pair at a time and they all do the same job right? Wrong! You see I tried the glasses on and they fit perfectly - seriously perfectly which is a rarity for me because they almost always need some adjustment to fit my head. They also suited me to the ground and without wishing to sound biased I don't think I have ever tried on a style of frame that has suited me so well.

I innocently requested a quote on the complete frames and lenses combo - with the transition lenses I need due to suffering from bright light sensitivity they totalled a not-so-cool £308; and that's with 10% off the price! Once I picked myself up off the floor I told them I'd think about it and ran through the door; that's a serious outlay of cash for a pair of glasses, particularly for a pair that I don't need. But I couldn't get them out of my mind - the colour, the style, the material and the suitability were haunting me and wouldn't let go. I needed another opinion, my boyfriend would have been best but as he was unavailable I chose the next best thing - girlfriend.

I went back a while later with girlfriend in tow, tried the glasses on and got all the confirmation I needed. Suffice to say I'm now £308 lighter but I think it's money well spent, without a doubt the most perfect pair of glasses I've ever seen; I honestly wouldn't have paid such a price if they weren't absolutely perfect. All I have to do now is wait for two weeks until they're ready for me, I can't wait and hopefully they'll be ready even sooner. So what's all this got to do with me missing my boyfriend you may ask? Well, once I'd decided to have them girlfriend and I sat down whilst the staff member took all the details and my cash from me; I knew the girl who was serving us anyway. We were chatting away, laughing and joking and the staff member asked me if girlfriend was my girlfriend - meaning in a kind of going out, kissing and shagging each other kind of way; rather than the best girlfriend a gay-boy can have kind of way.

This obviously proved too much for girlfriend and as I turned to my left to face her she was busy in a fit of hysterics whilst literally chewing the carpet. The staff member then tried to make amends for her mistake by asking if I was seeing anyone and if I was married - which only made the situation even worse. And there's the problem you see, two days away from my boyfriend and I'm being mistaken as being straight; my biggest fear is if this continues for any length of time I may even start to act straight - could you ever imagine, oh my gosh! Luckily a saviour came along in the unlikeliest form.

Ian's swapped shifts with me so as of tomorrow and for the rest of the week I'm on early finishes which means I get to see my boyfriend - oh happy days! Which is not a day too soon because it appears I still need further practice at being gay - oh happy days, take two! Any excuse I know.........