Bonnie from Old Saratoga Eye Care in Greenwich, New York, texted me today to say my new glasses were ready for my approval and to figure out which new lenses I needed.

I am eager to get rid of the ones I have; they are tinted blue to block the intense light of the sun and the blinding force of LED lights in trucks and cars.

Most days, when I want to take a picture, I have to take the glasses off if the sun is bright, and when I look in a mirror, which I don’t often do, they make me wince. Not only are they too dark in direct sunlight, but they look like the classes mob bosses sometimes wear. Everybody has their issues and tastes, but my blue-tinted glasses were a mistake.

Bonnie is holding up a measure to my face for measurement. She was great. I decided to take my Monochrome camera today; I’m weary of being too bright, but it means people can’t see the reddish tint of the glasses.

I like a little color there.

They will be better for a photographer. Bonnie and I went over some possibilities. My first choice was no longer available, but she said this reddish, round pair looked good on me, and I agreed. So did Maria when I texted them to her.

“I love them,” Maria texted back. Good enough for me, I thought; she’s an artist with good taste.

I asked Bonnie for whitish glasses, and she delivered.

She carries the most weight with her glasses. I don’t have to look at me much of the day; she does. So, I bought this pair; thanks, Bonnie, for your help, guidance, and patience. You know what you are doing, making the process informative, thorough, and fun.

You got me the precise glasses I wanted. I have two more weeks of the one I don’t want any more.

(Bonnie took the photo of me)

The glasses are off to the lab for new and clean lenses – the sunlight screening is not visible – and they’ll be back in about two weeks. I feel good about them. I’m in a mood not to put a cap on today; as Popeye once said, “I Yam What I Yam!” Me too.

I’ve learned recently that happy employees make for happy customers.

Most corporations are too obsessed with bigger and bigger profits to get that, and many of their employees seem grim and hassled. Steve Jobs got it.

Apple employees were usually happy to be there, and I’m typically excited working with them.

The same thing with Bonnie. She knows her stuff and loves her work. That makes it a lot more comfortable and happy for me.