Wife hands me her eyeglasses after a lens fell out. Being the technoid that I am, I carried the remains out to my shop for repairs. I reinstalled the lens and tightened things up, then triumphantly returned the eyeglasses to my happy wife.
She went to the kitchen, then returned moments later, complaining that things seemed blurry and the nose pads didn't feel right. On closer examination, I realized that I had handed her my 2x reading glasses while tossing her eyeglasses on my workbench.
At least we had a good laugh (and can still laugh).
