If a Man Asks for Your Shirt...

It doesn't show poor boundaries that I offered a guy one of my contact lenses, does it?He came to look at our house to see if there were any way we could air condition such a leaky old ship as this place and arrived a little after our appointment time."I'm so sorry I‘m late!” he said. “My contact lens just popped out of my eye on the way over here! I had to pull over and I looked all over the truck but I didn’t find it.”His eye was watering.“If you’re like me you can't see at all,” I said.“Right!” he said.“Are yours the extended wear 30-day kind like I have?"“Yes they are.”“What magnification?”“3.75 in that eye,” he said.“Just a sec,” I said. I went to my medicine cabinet, pulled out one of my own 3.75s and gave it to him - and we had a little festival of joy for the poorly visioned then and there.It isn’t often you can help someone in such a specific way like this. I was glad I could.