We have lots of folks come through our office and home. We try to be hospitable. While cleaning up the office, I found a pair of glasses. They were the frameless kind that make you look like Benjamin Franklin. I asked around the office, yet no one claimed them.
In the midst of all this I had been trying to buy a pair of glasses on the Internet. I had actually bought several pair on Craig’s List but since I have astigmatism in my left eye it was hard to find one with my requirements. I did get a pair whose right lens was for astigmitites (or whatever optometrists call our handicap).
So my choice was to take out the right astigmatic lens, drill little holes on each side big enough to insert a rubber band, and be a one-lens left-eyed bandit…which I did. The right lens looked good on my left eye except I had to get within 2 inches to get an object into focus.
But then, like manna from heaven, I found those glasses in the office! I can read with them a little out of the right eye and the left eye is fuzzy anyway, but the best part is I got them for free.
I wear good boots (Paul Bond) when I’m on the road, then they graduate down to my spur boots and that pretty much wears them plum out. But for everyday doin’ chores, I go to our local western store and look for work boots on sale. A hundred dollars is my top price. Obviously, since price and rubber soles are the biggest factors, the size is never quite right. But, it only costs me $12 at Wal-Mart to get plastic insoles that can change a 9 ? double E to a10 C. And I only limp for a week or two till I get them broke in! Heck of a deal.
I like wearing my Wranglers when I’m dressed up, but for everyday workin’ jeans I get those no-name brands at K Mart. They aren’t pretty. They don’t fit. But it’s impossible to wear them out. They must be made of NASA asteroid repellent. They are like a pair of shark boots I bought one time (yes, second-hand) at Leddy’s boots in Ft. Worth. The longer I wore them uglier they got. But…I wore those boots for five years until I put them out of my misery. I’ve got jeans older than my son and he’s old enough to vote! You can’t say I didn’t get my money’s worth.
Every couple of years I buy a new used vehicle. Since I buy on the low end I usually have to buy more of them and buy them more often. It’s hard to turn down a bargain.
I buy horses that way. Sometimes you have to trade in temperament for high mileage. Seems like if he’s old he’s a plug and if he’s young he’ll buck you off.
I guess life is a matter of give and take. Do you want to see well or look good? Like these glasses I found. See or be seen, I always say.
Baxter Black is a self-described cowboy poet, ex-veterinarian and sorry team roper. He can be contacted at 1-800-654-2550 or by e-mail at: