I have these wire frame Oakley sunglasses that I've been wearing for probably 3 or 4 years. The little rubber thing that sit behind your ear when wearing are falling apart from me chewing on them too much. I go to Oakley.com, find the replacements for $10, place the order then I get an e-mail with an order number saying I have to fucking call Oakley to confirm my order.
Welcome to the Internet, Oakley. I'm too fucking lazy to call you between your limited call hours. Assholes...
Welcome to the Internet, Oakley. I'm too fucking lazy to call you between your limited call hours. Assholes...