Fact: I've never worn contact lenses (and the very thought of sticking a foreign object to my eyeball makes my stomach turn).
Fact: I haven't had an eye exam since I was approximately 8 years old.
Fact: During a job interview for an optician position, I had to ask what an optician is.
Fact: I got the job.
Does anyone else find this as absurd as I do?
What's next--a phone call from Bon Jovi, asking me to play clarinet in his band? Number one, I couldn't tell you a single tune Bon Jovi does, a claim I am actually quite proud of. Number two, in the handful of times I've tried, I couldn't coax one sound out of a woodwind. Not to mention that Bon Jovi is about as likely to add a clarinet to his band as Bach is to rise from his grave and take up the Vox 12-string. And number three, how did Bon Jovi get my phone number, anyway?
Enough dumb metaphoric illustration. The point is: I shouldn't have gotten that job.
Oh, and by the way, out of the almost forty jobs I applied for, it's one of the highest paying.
And the hours are perfect.
Now to Him who is able to do far more abundantly beyond all that we ask or think,
according to the power that works within us,
to Him be the glory in the church and in Christ Jesus
to all generations forever and ever.