Nice specs yo!

Spring 2014. An unexpected vision vision.

Scene of the crime: Star Lounge coffee on a busy Saturday morning.

Key players: Myself, Matt (a kindly, extroverted coffee barista/roaster)

Jordan, elbows entrenched in a deep power lean on the bar and tucked into a bottomless coffee mug “for here” makes eye contact with Matt who is running between 2 v-60 slow drip coffees “to go”.

“How you doing brother-man?” Jordan asks. Jordan’s got a weird rule about making eye contact with people and converting it into human interaction.

As he made eye contact with the kindly barista he noticed: 1) this gentleman utilized glasses for corrective vision. 2) These glasses where above average in Jordan’s perception of coolness factor and synched with Jordan’s person aesthetic in a hitherto unexperienced uniting of function and form in vision assistance.

“Oh, living the dream.” answered Matt casually as he poured out his v-60s.

“I’ll bet.” Jordan said in a leading tone. “Whatcha been up to? This weather…” Jordan made an exasperated face as he queried Matt.

“My band and I have been practicing for a final gig at Township before I leave town for KC next month.” said Matt

“Sick.” Jordan said “When is your show? What kinda music?”

“Next Friday. We’re all over the map.” Replied Matt pouring the v60s brews into paper cups.

“Cool man, I’d like to listen to yalls jam. I’m in.” said Jordan “Hey, those are some dope glasses.” Jordan continued. “Where’d you get ‘em?”

“Oh, thanks man. I’m sure you’ve never heard of ‘em.” said Matt

“Try me.” said Jordan

“Shuron.” said Matt

Jordan hadn’t heard of ‘em. But he pressed on.

“Did you get them at a shop around here in West Town? or online?” Jordan asked.

“Online. I went to a my optometrist to get my measurements.” said Matt.

“Nice, very cool man. What was the name again?” asked Jordan casually with poorly stifled intent.

“Shuron, s-h-u-r-o-n” repeated Matt.

“Thanks. Ok, if I look ‘em up?” asked Jordan.

“Sure man. They’re a a cool company. They do a lot of the period piece glasses for Hollywood.” stated Matt.

“This guy is waaaay cooler than me.” thought Jordan “Sweet, I’ll check ‘em out. Thanks.”

Jordan did check ‘em out. Then he bought them. And he’s ruined their coolness factor.