In 1975 after spending six hours on a train to the Sydney RAAF recruitment centre attempting to gain employment as an aircraft engine mechanic apprentice - I was asked my the Medical Officer...
"What are you wearing son!?"
I beg your pardon sir?
"Are they spectacles on your head?!"
Yes sir.
"Son, we don't take people with spectacles"
"Sign this and be on ya way!"
Six hours later on the train - I was home again.
Imagine if I had an artificial leg.