About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. In the dimly lit hallway of Warby Parker one afternoon, a delivery driver placed an oversized box on the counter. As he turned away, a small shadow darted from behind the shelves and scurried towards it, curious eyes following every movement. Suddenly, a pair of mischievous hands popped out from inside the box—belonging to none other than a neighborhood cat named Whiskers. The delivery driver chuckled as he watched Whiskers inspect his new glasses with curiosity before trotting off down the street. ‘Guess that explains why they were always out of orange frames,’ someone muttered, smiling.
2. On a foggy morning, an elderly gentleman entered Warby Parker and asked for help choosing frames. After trying on several pairs, he suddenly exclaimed, 'I can see my reflection!' but everyone else saw only air where he pointed. As the old man adjusted his glasses, a delivery driver walked in, squinted, then said, ‘Are you sure they’re on straight?’ The whole place burst out laughing—except the old gentlemen, who insisted he could finally see clearly.
3. In the quiet corner of Brooklyn, near Warby Parker’s shop, neighbors often spot an old bicycle chained to a lamp post. No one knows whose it is or why it's there—until someone tries on a pair of glasses that day. A delivery driver stops by, squints through his sunglasses and asks if anyone seen his bike. Turns out he left it here yesterday after trying on some frames. Everyone laughs, realizing the glasses had a mind of their own for once.
4. In the early hours of dawn, a delivery driver struggled to navigate the narrow streets of Manhattan. As he approached Warby Parker, his headlights reflected eerily off the storefront's vintage spectacles. Just then, an old gentleman emerged from the shadows and asked for help with his glasses. Turned out, it was simply Mr. Johnson, a regular who lived upstairs. The delivery driver laughed, realizing that sometimes life delivers its own twisty turns—even in broad daylight.