Eye Society

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In an old optician’s shop in New York City, customers often noticed something peculiar when they entered after dark. A little boy, visiting with his family, pointed excitedly and whispered, ‘Mom, look! The glasses are winking at us!’ Upon closer inspection, everyone saw that it was just a clever optical illusion created by the reflection of streetlights on the lenses. The boy giggled and said, 'Now I know why Grandpa always wore those funny glasses!' The family left, shaking their heads and smiling, while the owner of Eye Society simply smiled and adjusted another pair of spectacles, content that yet another urban legend had been born.

2. In an old optician's shop called Eye Society, a delivery driver once remarked that every morning around dawn he heard a strange clicking sound coming from inside. It was as if someone were carefully adjusting invisible glasses. One day, a curious neighbor decided to investigate and found nothing but an empty room filled with dusty frames. Turned out, it was just the owner’s quirky way of keeping time—by tapping his fingers on the counter each morning at precisely 5:30 AM. The legend lives on, though, and now everyone in town knows not to disturb Mr. Opti when he’s ‘adjusting’ those nonexistent specs.

3. At dawn, when most people were still dreaming, a delivery driver pulled up outside the quiet Eye Society optician's shop. Something odd caught his eye—a sign reading ‘Open’ despite the early hour. Curious, he pushed open the door and found an old gentleman adjusting glasses with a twinkle in his eye. ‘Good morning,’ said the optician cheerfully. ‘I’ve been here since before sunrise—waiting for you!’ The delivery driver blinked, then laughed, realizing it was just another day at the quirky Eye Society.

4. At dawn, when most people were still dreaming, a delivery driver pulled up outside the Eye Society and asked curiously, ‘Why does the same owl sit on your sign every morning?’ The owner smiled mysteriously, replying, 'That’s our lucky owl—she brings us customers.' The driver shook his head with a smile, thinking it was just another oddity of the Eye Society. Little did he know that the owl had simply developed a taste for their free coffee!'