What is broken CAN be whole again

So a while ago I PULVERIZED my glasses.

Snappy snappy

I didn’t shoot my eye out, the frames were just beat after two years of constant wear, and the hinge had become so malleable, the two pieces of metal just softly detached from one another as I was adjusting the glasses on my face. Lose.

But I figure it’s time to get this whole situation sorted out, so I take a stroll downtown to a glasses shop and ask to have them repaired. The woman cheerily replies “Sure!” then actually looks at them, and says, “But… these are really broken.” Yeah. That’s why I need repaired.

So she says she’ll do what she can, but it might look ugly. Ugly fine by me, I say, because I need something to wear while at my computer in the wee hours of the morning, when my contact lenses usually dry out and bother me. She says come back in three hours, as she has a lot of other maintenance to do.

I come back, they’re fixed. And she fixed them for free. She would not accept payment of any kind. She said, “Well, that’s just service. I didn’t sell you anything.” An interesting philosophy, to be sure.

Fixed glasses

Here’s to being able to see. Rock!

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Published:
12.07.07 / 1pm
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