Let me get this out of the way… Sweetest Day is this Saturday and it’s totally not a holiday, just like Valentine’s Day is totally not a holiday, and I have never and will never care to celebrate. With that being said, my BF has been very good lately. Such a fine young gentlemen who is a good friend to animals and has been awesome about taking my poor little sick kitty to the vet and giving him his very hard to administer medicine twice a day SO I decided to reward him and surprise him with a gift… and use Sweetest Day as a cover so he doesn’t expect a gift every time he’s nice, cause I’d be broke. Okay, enough sappy crapola… I wanted to get him some nice sunglasses because he’s only ever had super crappy cheap ones that he breaks all the time. I was specifically looking for those hip, trendy wayfarer Ray Bans that all the sexy hipsters wear(yes, I think hipsters are sexy). He had gotten a knock off pair in Croatia for 20 Kuna($ 5 bucks) and they broke exactly 6 days later on our first day back in the states. This location had a crap ton of Ray Bans to choose from in all different colors and styles and everything you could think of. There was one young girl manning the store and she promptly came over to help me but without being pushy. She told me about their special on polarized lenses and how most of the Ray Bans can be considered unisex, etc. I thought I’d be able to pick out a pair for him on my own but there was just so much to choose from. I had to call the BF and tell him to help me out. When we both returned the bf was super excited and surprised. The same lone girl came over to help and assist with any questions and when we had none, she was good about staying out of the way. I made him try on tons of glasses in a variety of colors before he settled on a pair. I go up to pay and the girl tells us that if anything happens to the glasses in the next year, that we can bring them back and get them fixed or replaced for ½ price. She said anything short of losing them and they can still replace– awesome! Cause if I know the BF, they’ll be run over, melted, or stepped on in no time. The only thing I wasn’t a huge fan of is that the pair you take home is the pair from the display. I was thinking they’d have stock in the back but instead they cut the sticker off the floor model and wipe down the fingerprints and facial grease of everyone else who has ever tried them not. I mean, sunglasses don’t take up that much space; I’d like for an inventory of new glasses to take home for $ 130, ya know.