"Why?"
"Mine broke when I put them on today. Just fell apart in my hands. Not my fault."
"Where are they?"
"I threw them away."
(rummage, rummage, rummage)
"Hey, I fixed your sunglasses. Waste not, want not, I always say!"
"Yeah, thanks. I'll, uh, take them to work and use them, uh, at the office. Yeah, at the office. But, I might need another pair for home use."
"No prob. Glad I could help."
3 comments:
That is one nice fixer-upper job! I am sure the wife will be dashing when she hits the town in those beauties. People will probably ask if she needs help doing simple tasks.
Are these your glasses or your wives? I will totally take her shopping for new ones! No woman should have to wear these!
Clarification: Wife's not Wives. I am sure you only have one wife! ha!
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