redrokin00XJ
RCC Addict
I ordered a nice pair of Oakley's from Oakley U.S Standard Issue (Lawenforcement and Military only) I like ordering from there because with my account I can get glasses cheap as FAWK.... So anyways, they ship out of Southern Cali.... So a few days into it I check the tracking # and it shows Reno NV. So I'm thinkin... Sweet, in a few days I'm gonna be lookin kick ass... So a week goes by and I think WTF! I look at it and it's still in Reno NV. It sat there for almost 2 months and I gave up on it, I was so pissed OFF!, all I could picture was some dicknose driver 8) in his USPS truck sportin my EFFFIN Oakley’s.
So I write it off an forget about it. Another 4 months pass by and all of a sudden, they show up at my door. With a note attached saying - Sorry this package was wedged under a cart and I found them and continued the shipping. Enjoy the glasses, sorry for the delay. I call U.S standard and told them I won’t order another pair of glasses from them unless they ship in a more discreet package. Not one that is in the OAKLEY BOX! I felt very lucky I even got them.
My Oakley’s met there demise 2 weeks later in Moab UT. My son was beggin to wear them. I reluctantly gave in... That same day we were on this trail called “Moab Rim”. My son was playin around with his cousins during our trail bathroom break and my nephew comes runnin up to me, Uncle Jason..... Brayden was throwing rocks off the cliff and your glasses went over with the rock. (This kid was 5 at the time) He says; want me to go get him so you can kick his ass? Because my dad would be kickin mine!
So I write it off an forget about it. Another 4 months pass by and all of a sudden, they show up at my door. With a note attached saying - Sorry this package was wedged under a cart and I found them and continued the shipping. Enjoy the glasses, sorry for the delay. I call U.S standard and told them I won’t order another pair of glasses from them unless they ship in a more discreet package. Not one that is in the OAKLEY BOX! I felt very lucky I even got them.
My Oakley’s met there demise 2 weeks later in Moab UT. My son was beggin to wear them. I reluctantly gave in... That same day we were on this trail called “Moab Rim”. My son was playin around with his cousins during our trail bathroom break and my nephew comes runnin up to me, Uncle Jason..... Brayden was throwing rocks off the cliff and your glasses went over with the rock. (This kid was 5 at the time) He says; want me to go get him so you can kick his ass? Because my dad would be kickin mine!
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