My Eyesight

At a bus station, an old man asked me to notice the bus which he wanted to take. He explained: ”my eyesight is bad. ” “No problem.” I replied to him.

Then we started to wait for the bus. Suddenly, the old man said: ”Look, is the bus coming? Oh, yes, my bus is coming! Thank you!” But at that time, I still couldn’t affirm the number of the bus. I recognized the number when the bus was much nearer.

God, my eyesight is so bad now?