For glasses wearers.
Me: *wanders into lounge*
Brain: *thinking about random shit*
Eyes: I can't see very well.
Brain: No worries buddy, I will sort that out for you.
Me: *picks up nearest pair of glasses off the table*
Eyes: Nope, these are sunglasses, made it worse.
Brain: Oh yeah. Indoors. Right. Er... find normal ones.
Me: *does brief search of apartment*
Eyes: Can't find normal pair. Need glasses to see properly.
Brain: Right. Makes sense. Where did you leave them?
Eyes: Why are you asking me?
Brain: Because you saw them last.
Eyes: YOU HAVE MEMORY.
Brain: Oh yeah, one sec... Memory says... huh... just says unable to load image.
Eyes: I swear to fucking god...
Brain: Don't close in exasperation at me. Can't you just go without?
Eyes: Fine. But you're the one that's going to have to work out what all the blurry shit is.
Brain: And put up with you getting all twitchy later.
Eyes: What?
Brain: What?