Adventures With Glasses

Friday, May 14th at 6:10 am, I'm cleaning my glasses at the Evil Day Job (EDJ), when tragedy struck. My glasses broke at the solder point between the bridge and the rim around the lens. The thing that's ironic is just two days earlier, I'd been talking to my parents about picking up some new glasses, but earlier that Friday morning, I'd decided I didn't feel like going shopping on Saturday and maybe I'd wait until the next week. That decision was taken out of my hands.

But now I have a prob...