Waking up trying to find your glasses or contact case.

I always feel like Velma from "Scooby-Doo" whenever she lost her glasses. It's the same every day where I wake up and put my hand on the side-table trying to search for my glasses or contact case.

When Someone Asks, "how many fingers am I holding up?"

I can see how many fingers, just they're blurry. Just like some signs, I can read, but the letters are blurry too.

The moment when you realize you slept with your contacts.

You wake up and think, "Wow, I can see everything!" Oh, wait, that's not a good thing actually. That means I slept with my contacts, oh dear no. Now you have to experience the agonizing pain of trying to take your contacts out when they're basically glued to your eyes.

Being skeptical that your vision is changing because your glasses aren't working like they used to.

It's very suspicious... I swear I could read what that sign said before, and now it's blurry. I guess that means my eyesight has worsened, oh great.

The dreadful question at the doctor's when they ask, is the first screen better, or number two?

I literally can never tell the difference.

When people brag about their 20/20 vision.

Them: "You would die if it was up to natural selection."

Me: "I know, OK?"

Not everyone is blessed to have perfect vision all of their life.