Made it to the optician’s before they closed 🙂
“Yes?”
“I broke my glasses…”
“I see. What is your name?”
“Jesse”
She wrote Jessie on a scrap of paper.
“Ok.I will mend them until tomorrow at 10 o’clock. Goodbye.” She took the pieces of glasses and the paper and disappeared into the back of the shop.
Not a lot I can say to that.
Especially since she’s the only optician in the vicinity.
Looks like I’m going to have a 25km joyride in the morning 🙂
the Jess(e)way around 