About three weeks after I got to Korea – so over a year ago – my glasses broke. For no good reason either; the arm of the frames just bit the proverbial biscuit.
This was distressing on two levels: one, because I’d just spent over $300 before leaving Montreal on new lenses and had turned down the promotional offer for free frames with them because I loved and wanted to keep my old frames. Two, having just arrived in Korea and struggling to navigate the grocery store, I was much too cowardly to investigate my options in getting replacement glasses.
Alas, how I wish I’d been braver a lot sooner! Would have saved on so much squinting, and maybe even the shadows of crow’s feet that are folding into my skin.
One of my favourite things about Korea is how fucking cheap it is. Like, really. Astoundingly – astonishingly – foolishly cheap. Glasses are no exception. I’d heard a lot of people get them here – even stock up – but again, I was far too cowardly to check it out myself.
Then I made friends with fellow humans who also needed to replace their frames. I gladly jumped on the bandwagon and three of us headed out together to get eye exams, frames and lenses of course.
And for those three things, do you know how much it was?
For all those combined, take a guess.
No, don’t be silly.
What, hella lower!
Forty bones, people. Ten bucks for the eye exam, and thirty for the lens/frame combo.
And you know what made it better? They were ready in fifteen minutes.
So seriously, what the fuck North America – why are you such a ripoff?
Here’s my judgmental face.