I walked out the door to find a pair of pink eyeglasses laying on the a brick planter on the sidewalk. Someone must have been sitting there and left them behind. So, I took them inside to put in the lost and found, but before I did I checked to see their strength. I've been wearing readers for years now, but I need a prescription. When I put them on I couldn't believe how well I could see. You really don't realize just how blurry things are until you put on some specs that work, even if they're pink. So, after a week and nobody claiming them I boldly claimed them myself. I don't care what color they are except I did take a Sharpie and try to color them black which only lasted for another week before the ink had almost worn completely off. What happened after that was an astounding example of just how prejudice people can be. Within a forty-eight hour period, three different gay men had approached me. After all, I live in a...
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