Every once in a while (most recent the garage a month back) I come across someone with a wandering eye. Sometimes, like this recent one, it is so bad the eyes are going in like opposite directions.
so... i would like to look the person in the eye directly when i speak with them, thats only polite? no?
so... where do i look - into the eye that is most directly looking at me? back and forth between the 2 eyes?
i usually get a bit flustered and end up looking at their forehead. :blush
hmmm. i had a friend with a lazy eye once and when she got drunk both eyes would go in different directions...i always looked at whichever one was looking the most forward. is it horrid that i am laughing?
I look at the top of the left ear, top of the right ear, and the bridge of the nose, kind of non-nonchalantly. At best, it can't be detected, kind of like focusing on the center then the back corners of a room, when you give a speech so you aren't throw off by the awkwardness of making direct eye contact. At worst the leave going, "She had something wrong with her eyes! Wth? Where was I supposed to be looking, she was all over the place."
haha, I read but didn't know what to say! this is funny because I recently came across a person with a lazy eye, didn't know what to do, and ended up looking at their forehead hoping they couldn't notice...and I thought the exact same thing - what am I supposed to do?
look at the eye looking forward is probably the best thing
i look at the one that's most focused on me. i remember to this day, my kindergarten screening -- the woman who conducted the assessment had two lazy eyes. i was toooootally thrown (i had never seen this at age 5). i'll seriously never forget it. afterwards i told my mom "her eyes didnt look at me" (lol) and my mom kept saying "i dont know what you mean" - and eventually i was like, nevermind...lol!
Wouldn't you know the presenter we had today had a lazy eye! I couldn't help but think of you. ;) And I was all self conscious because I kept thinking about where I should look, LOL.
