Showing posts with label America's Best. Show all posts
Showing posts with label America's Best. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

For lack of anything better

Cliff has been needing new glasses for quite awhile now.  The last two times he's gotten glasses, we went to Gerry optical because his employers give him some sort of discount there.  Discount or not, the glasses were sky-high, I believe upwards of $400.  Because we were there anyhow, a couple of years ago I got some glasses there, too.  
It was an expensive venture, to say the least. 
 My daughter has been singing the praises of America's Best for years, and I decided it was time to pay attention to her.  Cliff didn't seem to have any objection.  
In his case, you can forget about the two-pairs-for-$69 deal; he has no-line bifocals, and he likes the kind of glasses that turn dark when you step outside into bright daylight; he also got about every other possible option offered.  He could have gotten one pair of glasses for $200, which is far cheaper than his last glasses.  For $40 more bucks, he decided to take the second pair (the eye exam was free).  He got two different styles of frames, which he thought was great.  If he doesn't like his glasses for any reason, they can be returned, with a receipt, within thirty days.  If his glasses are broken or scratched within the first year, they'll replace them, for a small fee.  
My next glasses should cost me $99 for two pairs unless I want no-line bifocals; I'm not sure how much that adds to the price.    
I've carried $300 around in my (Dave Ramsey) clothing envelope for quite awhile, and had even stopped adding money to that particular cause because we hadn't used any money from it for months.  Obviously, we don't buy a lot of clothes.  I decided to count Cliff's glasses as clothing (he does wear them, after all) and paid cash from the clothing envelope.  


On the down side, America's Best is located right next to Olive Garden, so you can guess what happened to some of the money we saved on glasses:   Soup, salad, and breadsticks.  Funds for that came out of Cliff's billfold, so it really doesn't count.  
Take note, ladies:  this is feminine logic at its finest.