We have a few spectacle wearers around the office here at the Internet Glasses Company, and their spec wearing anecdotes often come up in conversation. So here are a few of our favourites – any of them ring a bell with you?!

Steve – Technician – I started wearing glasses when I was fifteen. This was not a good age, and not good for my confidence when added to my brace and my lack of control of my suddenly gangly limbs. (Sounds gorgeous!)  I trod on them just before a really important football match, and as I was only on the team because they were desperate I had to act fast. I used some superglue to stick the lens back in. This had a dramatic effect, the lens went frosted and the frame got stuck to my left eyebrow. I nearly passed out from the fumes, and got hit by the ball because I couldn’t see out of the left side. I had to spend two hours waiting in casualty to have the frame removed, and had a bald eyebrow for weeks.

Lucy – Dispenser – I got some sunglasses made up when I worked for one of the multiple opticians. They were dead trendy huge Versace frames, and the workshop did tell me the frame was not ideal for my prescription, but I got them anyway. I wore them all the time, even when it wasn’t sunny. One day I wore them on the train, and this way hot guy kept looking at me. I was really excited until I got to work and discovered that one of the black lenses was still in the case. I’d spent all morning with one black lens and one totally clear. I started driving to work after that.

Charlie – Admin – I’m a disaster with my glasses. I went to Scotland to be best man at a wedding and forgot my reading specs. I had to give the speech wearing some pink leopard print ready readers that I borrowed off the bride’s mother. A lens popped out of my first pair of varifocals and I put it back in, then had blinding headaches all day. When I took them back to the optician he told me I’d put the lens in upside down. I left my photochromics on the windowsill one afternoon, and half of one lens got baked black in the sun. I then stuck them on to drive into town, and had one clear lens and one half coloured for about four hours. It was never quite the same again!

Sue – Admin – I had an old car with a really rubbish heater, and I always wore gloves to drive. One morning I reached up to wipe a smudge off the lens and got my glove caught on one of the screws, just as I had to get through the traffic lights. I had to stop in the middle of the junction to extricate myself, and ended up negotiating it with a bright red glove dangling off my specs.

So there you go – even us experts have our spectacular disasters! Anyone got any they’d like to share with us? Go on – mailing us will make us feel so much better!