Anecdote: I’m sure everyone’s so interested in hearing what I have to say about myself. Surely you’ve just been itching to know why Jake chose to go glasses shopping on a Saturday night. Well, because the “Eye Hut” is the coolest joint in town. It’s super exclusive. Only people with terrible eyesight are allowed in, and you need a special little paper given to you by your optometrist to sample the top-shelf merchandise in the back. I doubt you’d make the cut, though. I couldn’t be seen showing up with just any old schmoe. In fact, based on the clientele, I probably couldn’t be seen at all.