About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up outside MyEyeDr., he noticed something odd—a soft humming sound like distant bees, but coming from nowhere in particular. Curious, he parked and stepped out into the quiet street, only to realize everyone else seemed to hear it too. Suddenly, an old man appeared around the corner, rubbing his eyes and muttering, 'What on earth is keeping them?' The delivery driver grinned sheepishly, realizing they were all waiting for someone inside. Turns out, MyEyeDr.'s staff had just started their night shift with a new playlist—'Chill Bees,' to keep customers relaxed while trying on glasses.
2. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up outside MyEyeDr., he heard an odd humming sound coming from inside the building. It wasn’t quite like any machinery he’d ever heard before—more like a distant buzzing that seemed to change pitch every few seconds. Curious, he peered through the window and saw nothing but darkness. Suddenly, a pair of glowing red eyes appeared in the shadows, staring right back at him. Startled, the driver jumped into his truck and drove off, muttering something about seeing things that weren’t there. As it turned out, the next day’s newspaper featured an ad for MyEyeDr.: ‘See Better. See More.’
3. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up outside MyEyeDr., he overheard someone whispering, ‘Finally, I can see clearly again.’ Curious, he peered inside and found no one there. Was it just an echo? Curious, he waited a moment longer before deciding to enter. Inside, everything was dark except for a single light flickering on a shelf. As he approached, he heard another voice say, ‘I don’t know why everyone’s so surprised—my eyes were always great!’ Turning around, he saw only empty shelves and a sign reading “Closed.” The delivery driver shrugged and left, muttering, ‘Next time I’ll deliver during business hours.’
4. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up outside MyEyeDr., he saw a little girl staring intently through the window, her eyes wide with wonder. 'What are you doing?' he asked gently. She didn't answer, just pointed inside and whispered, ‘He’s fixing stars!’ Curious, the delivery driver peered in too. Inside, an old optician was diligently adjusting something on a strange machine. ‘Stars?’ he laughed. The next morning, everyone in town got their glasses for half price—including constellations.’