I was grateful not to have to wear my sunglasses. As much as I love them, they don't fit correctly. If I look down, they fall off. A normal person would take them back to the optical store I purchased them from and have them adjusted.
You see, I went to the wrong place. I tried the new Stanton Optical on the Boulevard. They have a wonderful selection of frames and a lovely optometrist and the building is orange, but that's where the joy ends.
The staff is horrible. The workmanship is rotten. The sunglasses were late and had a stress fracture in one lens. My new frames had a stress fracture in the lens. My new lenses in my old frames were not sitting in the frames correctly. Every single pair needed fixing.
Too make a long story short, they stink. The people working there seemed to make excuses and blame other things for their incompetence, I was treated as if these were my first pair of glasses.
Don't go there.
For me, I really need the sunglasses adjusted, I shouldn't avoid Stanton out of spite and I can't have my glasses falling in the pool every time I answer the call, "Mom, watch this."