Not only is he chatty, he does not make fun of me when I asked about coloured contacts.
(I know! I’m such a vain pot – never experienced putting on NORMAL contacts before and wanting to jump right into aesthetic ones – but he didn’t judge me)
And he gives me realistic expectations.
He says, “BOOM!” when he put on my mock glasses to emphasize to me how different things look like when I have them on.
He remembers my phobia about sticking something into my eye (okay, he probably wrote notes down but it was nice he actually reads what he writes!)
He reminds me (a little) of MrBean when he does an impersonation of someone having no problem putting contacts on.
Thus, he has a sense of humour.
He is just 20 steps away from work.
So now I “have” my “lady doctor” and an optometrist. Who knows what’s next?
