Having already burnt a hole in my pocket, thanks to the recession-induced 'Sale' signboards that have swamped the malls, I decided to gift my wife something of utility value this Valentine's Day. She had been talking replacing her spectacles, so I decided that a new pair of glasses it is: she would be reminded of my gesture each night after taking off her contact lenses.
At the shop, while she went through the numerous frames, I got my own eyes tested. I had never got it done before, and it cost just seventy bucks. Well, the girl who put me through the test told me I had minor power, 0.50, and that if I didn't wear glasses, it would get worse over the years. When I looked hesitant, she said, "At least wear them when you are working on the computer or watching TV."
So my wife and I gifted each other frames for Valentine's Day. Since it was Valentine's Day, we settled for branded frames -- she for Tommy and me for Esprit. We walked out of the shop wearing love for each other on our eyes. The money we had just spent could've bought us several candle-lit dinners at one of the best restaurants. But never mind: when the constant talk of recession depresses you, nothing works like retail therapy.