About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, while waiting for his glasses to be adjusted, a regular noticed an odd humming sound coming from behind the counter. It grew louder with each passing minute until it resembled the buzzing of a thousand bees trapped in a small room. Finally, one of the assistants opened the cabinet and out popped a sleepy-looking owl, who yawned and stretched its wings. The humming stopped instantly. Turns out, someone had accidentally locked up their pet owl in the supply closet during a late-night delivery. Everyone laughed, including the owl, which promptly flew over to sit on a nearby shelf, clearly thinking, 'What fools!'
2. At dawn, when most LensCrafters employees were just arriving, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar. The store’s neon sign blinked not once, but twice before switching on, as if it had a mind of its own. Curious, he mentioned it to no one in particular, and soon enough, rumors spread among the neighbors that LensCrafters’ sign was haunted. One morning, however, an old gentleman walked into the shop with his glasses fixed perfectly. Turned out, the sign only blinked for customers who needed new prescriptions.
3. At sunset, when most people were heading home, a delivery driver pulled up outside LensCrafters. Spotting a strange glow coming from the store, he approached cautiously. Peeking inside, he saw nothing but rows of glasses and quiet shelves. Then, out of nowhere, an old man in a tweed suit emerged from behind a counter, adjusting his spectacles with a twinkle in his eye. ‘Ah,’ he said, “another curious soul drawn to our little optical enchantment.” The delivery driver blinked, rubbed his eyes—and found himself back on the street, wondering if maybe he’d had too much coffee that day.
4. Late one night, as a delivery driver was unloading new frames, he heard a strange humming sound coming from inside the store. Curious, he followed the noise and found himself face-to-face with a pair of glasses that seemed to be glowing softly. Startled, he jumped back, knocking over a nearby display. The next morning, when the manager arrived, she saw that every frame had been rearranged into intricate patterns—like an elaborate game of optical Tetris. It turned out to be just a prank by a neighborhood optometrist who loved puzzles.