I was loading a truck (and doing well, no anxiety attacks today) when a package I was loading slipped out of my grasp and hit me in the face.
I'm as pretty as ever, so don't worry about that.
It did, however, manage to knock both lenses out of my glasses. My trainer and I looked through the truck for them and I found one. The other, however, has vanished into the bowels of the truck, never to be seen again.
My vision insurance doesn't kick in for another 3 or 4 weeks. I know someone who works for Lenscrafters, so we're gonna see about getting me a cheap pair.
My supervisor was gracious enough to send me home.
Please forgive any spelling errors. :)