Oh for a knight in shining-advanced-digital-graphics armor!
Five…something…this morning I dragged myself out of bed so I could go at six and get a good place in line at the GameStop on Lake for when it opened at seven. Rumour had it they were getting in a new Nintendo Wii shipment. Yes. I’m a closet obsessed gamer chick.
Um… No, not really. I’d promised my cousin I would take him.
Here’s what gets me: at the GameStop there were ten guys there ahead of us, not counting the ones driving away as we walked up, and they were all in their (mostly late) twenties, at least. Buying Nintendos. And something about the maniacal joy with which they told my ten-years-younger-than-them cousin that there were only four Nintendo Wiis left made me think that they probably weren’t there buying Christmas presents for their little brothers.
If I’d been a bigger man (and by that I mean bigger and a man) I would have boxed their ears! But other than being annoyed by their attitudes, there was something slightly disheartening about this group of manless men. I thought that other generations lost their men to war, to the fields, to the factories, and we’re loosing our men to…perpetuated youth??
We returned home thirty minutes later Wiiless and otherwise disenchanted.