I was 15 when I first got my glasses. I walked out of the opticians to the bus stop and was stunned that I could actually see and READ the number of the bus approaching from 500 yards away and not when it arrived at the stop.
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I was 15 when I first got my glasses. I walked out of the opticians to the bus stop and was stunned that I could actually see and READ the number of the bus approaching from 500 yards away and not when it arrived at the stop.
I used to work in a large manufacturing complex and two of us would walk around with clip boards pointing and taking “notes”. If anyone would ask what was going on, we’d say we were carrying out random health and safety inspections.
thank mr skeltal