‘Ol Blue Eyes
Last week, while on a job site inspection some building foundations1, I had what must be the strangest conversation with a contractor yet:
Contractor (to me): Yeah, so we’ll just have the additional bars delivered in the morning rather than attempt use some replacements… say, is that your natural eye color or do wear some sort of contacts?
Well, uh, I do wear contacts, but this is my natural eye color. I suppose I get that a lot, though.
Contractor (to soils guy): Seriously, take a look at this guys eyes. Isn’t that the wildest eye color you’ve ever seen?
At this point, I have little choice but to stare at the soils guy right in the eye like a crazed person.
Soils guy: Huh. I think my baby will have similar eyes, since my wife is white and has green eyes. (He’s olive skinned and obviously foreign-born, perhaps Greek or Turkish).
Contractor: Well, they’re really wild looking, anyway, man. Talk to you next week.
I have a brief conversation with the soils guy before walking to my car simply shaking my head. It’s not everyday I have a burly construction superintendent comment on my eye color.
