Oh Man-in-the-sky, please bestow upon me a slap in the face... and a new pair of glasses. I'll even let you drop cars on top of me!
Tragedy always seems to strike a few days after my visit to the optician. Happened so many times I'm starting to think it's a cruel joke to play and costly at that too.
It hurts even more when I've accepted the fact that I won't be getting new glasses and there I go crushing mine so now I have to get a new pair. Just in time for CNY break! Awesome possum!