About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to MyEyeDr., puzzled by an eerie humming sound coming from inside. The doors were locked tight, but the noise grew louder as he approached the front window. Curious, he knocked gently on the glass. A tiny voice replied, ‘Specs on sale tonight!’ Startled, the driver jumped back, only to realize it was just the owner’s parrot. With a laugh, he left, never realizing that every time someone ordered new glasses, the bird would whisper, 'Buy more frames!'
2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to MyEyeDr., puzzled by an eerie glow coming from inside. ‘What’s that strange light?’ he asked himself aloud, stepping into the dimly lit hallway. As he approached the reception desk, he heard a faint voice whispering, ‘Specs here, specs there…’ Turns out it was just an old pair of glasses talking to itself in the display case. The delivery guy left, shaking his head and laughing, while the owner of MyEyeDr. chuckled to himself—another late-night adventure in the life of an optician.
3. Early in the morning, before anyone else arrived, a shadowy figure kept appearing in MyEyeDr.'s hallway mirror. The staff thought it was just their imagination until they caught someone adjusting glasses on the empty shelves. Finally, one day, an old lady walked in and asked for her usual prescription. As she tried on her new frames, everyone watched as the ghostly figure disappeared into thin air—only to reappear moments later helping a delivery driver carry boxes of lenses. Turned out, it was just an enthusiastic neighborhood volunteer who worked there after hours.
4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to MyEyeDr., curious why the parking lot lights flickered on and off by themselves. As he approached the door, it slowly opened—then closed with a soft click. Inside, everything was dark except for a single desk lamp glowing eerily. A voice whispered from behind the counter: 'Can I help you see something?' The delivery driver jumped, then relaxed when he saw just an old optician smiling warmly. Turns out, the place had been open late every Thursday for decades, helping neighbors choose frames in the quietest hours of the week.