This is Vision Express, right? Faceless corporate chain, right? So a couple of months ago I sat on my glasses and walked in there to order a new pair. As a joke I handed the girl the mangled remains and asked if she had a bin. Five minutes later they were returned to me, perfectly fixed and at no charge. Today I wander in and explain my plight, get dealt with like an Ayrab in Harley Street, examinations, eyedrops, bottle of gear to take away, referral letter just in case - and no charge. Gratis and for nothing.
It's fúcking bizarre.
It's the onions which cause those tears
10 characters? Pile of cund.