Desperately Needs To See The World Through A New Lens
I work in an outdoor and hunting store. A man comes in holding a clearly well-used pair of binoculars by the strap.
Customer: “These don’t work anymore.”
Me: “Alright. Did you want to see if we can repair them or—”
Customer: “—No, I want to know if you sell the anti-blur wipes.”
Me: “Anti-blur?”
Customer: “Yeah. Like the stuff that makes everything HD again. I’ve seen it online.”
Me: “…Do you mean lens cleaner?”
Customer: “No, it’s like… chemical 4K.”
I open the lens cap. The glass is caked in what looks like sunscreen and pocket lint. I gently clean one lens and hand them back.
Me: “Try now.”
He peers through, nods once, then grins.
Customer: “Yup. Thought so. Knew I just needed to recalibrate the resolution.”
After I have helped clean his binoculars, my coworker walks over.
Coworker: “That’s the kinda guy that watches that CSI episode where they zoomed into the reflection on the guy’s eyeballs and thought it was real.”
