About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. It was an unusually bright autumn morning when A Matter of Sight opened its doors. As the sun streamed through the windows, casting golden reflections on the rows of spectacles, a delivery driver parked his truck outside and noticed something strange. The delivery driver squinted into the shop, thinking he saw a pair of glasses moving by itself on the counter. Turns out it was just an old man trying on different frames for fun. With a laugh, the driver left, muttering that maybe next time he’d stop by for some eye candy too.
2. While adjusting someone’s glasses one day, the optician heard a voice from behind the counter: ‘I think I see better when you’re not looking!’ Curious, the optician turned around and found only an elderly lady with her usual prescription. Shaking her head with a smile, she said, 'No, dear, it's just your reflection in my glasses always looked funnier than mine!'
3. While adjusting someone’s glasses one day, the optician noticed something strange: every now and then, a tiny shadow seemed to appear on the lenses—like someone was walking right through them. Curious, the optician asked his next customer—a delivery driver—to come closer. ‘Do you see that?’ he whispered, pointing to the lens. The driver squinted and shook his head, but as he leaned in, everyone in the shop swore they saw a brief glimpse of someone else’s reflection. Turns out, it was just an old prank from the delivery guy’s friend, who loved practical jokes. Everyone had a good laugh, and the optician learned never to take things too seriously.
4. While adjusting someone’s glasses one day, the optician noticed something strange: every now and then, a customer would ask for their old prescription back, even though they had just bought new ones. One day, an elderly gentleman came in for his annual checkup. After fitting him with new specs, the optician asked if everything was alright. The man nodded but kept glancing at his old pair on the counter. Curious, the optician offered them back—only to watch as the old fellow promptly put them on again and declared, ‘These are my lucky glasses!’