Back on the island, Dr. Jackass strolls up to Sawyer, who's still reading A Wrinkle In Time, but I suppose that if he needs glasses, it might take him a little longer. Jack points out that Sawyer's been reading a lot since they landed, and Sawyer's all, "So?" which I can identify with, since I have a stack of about thirty books that I have yet to read, and having a deserted island with plentiful food and water isn't exactly the worst thing I can think of. Of course, while I generally have an Ian Rankin with me on any given flight, Sawyer's library of books pilfered from the plane consists of, from what we know so far, A Wrinkle In Time and Watership Down. He's probably making those books last as long as possible, thought, because I imagine the only other books he managed to salvage are probably fifty copies of The Da Vinci Code. He growls at Jack, something about providing a stool sample. Jack tells him he's got "hyperopia." This freaks Sawyer out a little bit, which I'm sure was Jack's intention, at least until Jack tells him he's farsighted, a condition that develops later in life, especially when one strains them. ["If anyone cares, the farsightedness specific to aging is actually called presbyopia. In fact, it's still called that even if no one cares." -- Sars] (Farsighted is when you have difficulty seeing things up close, but can see clearly at a distance. When you see someone in a restaurant move the menu farther away from his face to read it, he's farsighted.) Sawyer seems rather chagrined, although you'd think he'd be glad that it's only farsightedness and not, you know, a tumour. Jack's got a bag of dead people's glasses with him, so he gets Sawyer to try them on one at a time, doing the ophthalmologist "Better? Or worse?" thing.
Then we see Sayid, who apparently got most of the week off, as this is his only appearance. He splits up a couple of pairs of glasses on the bridge, then welds two halves back together. For those of you blessed with perfect vision, that's because while all perfect eyeballs resemble each other, each imperfect eyeball is imperfect in its own way.
Anyway, the pair of glasses that's produced appears to have been Frankensteined together from models seen in '50s Secretary and '90s Record-Store Clerk catalogs. Hurley, happening by for his one line this week, says Sawyer looks like someone "steamrolled Harry Potter," which causes Kate to bust up laughing, like THERE SHE IS AGAIN, and how nice that all these perfect-sighted individuals think it's so hilarious that someone needs corrective lenses, and can I just say that as someone who's worn glasses or contact lenses since he was six years old that laughing at someone is exactly the way to get him to NOT wear the glasses he needs, and Dr. Jackass all smugly pats Sawyer on the back and says, "You're welcome," after humiliating him.