The Peril of Stupid
So I did a thing I don’t normally do. I ventured to a place where you will never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy. I shopped at Gamestop.
Let me say this, I hate the very idea of gamestop. Let’s be perfectly candid, it’s a pawn shop. And even worse a pawn shop where you don’t even get the rates a real pawn shop would give you. But I digress……
So everyone with a good feel of geekness knows that Dawn of War 2 and Street Fighter 4 come out today. Or that at least it says that is comes out today. I go to Gamestop and gird my loins for the shriven feeling I will soon have in my soul. I would never normally go here, but the Monkey and I have moved over the weekend, so the territory is not well known around here. My usual game drug purveyor Best Buy apparently closed their doors in this neighborhood. A banner hangs there now stating that I can go to a Target store around the corner for “all my electronic needs” but let me be honest, they can’t. I spy with my little bear eye the Gamestop and have to have that moral battle all gamers must. Do I sacrifice some of my soul and go into Gamestop for games? Or go to Target and be totally frustrated by a clerk that doesn’t even know what Dawn of War is, let alone that it is played on the computer.
So I go into Gamestop where the rep tells me it comes out on 2/17 (today) and so I reserve the game, leaving the store feeling dirty like a girl who just payed for college the wrong way and wants to tell herself “it never happened”. I think well hell, I’ll just go into tomorrow and pick up the game. Poop on that idea.
I go in, lions girded, and the clerk tells me “oh no, the game only ships on 10/17 and will be in tomorrow”. Now I’m pretty sure that the words “comes out tomorrow” and “ships tomorrow arriving the next day” are pretty fucking different in meaning. Maybe they should clarify when they take money form someone. So Toolbox employee then asks what employee told me the release was today, I describe him and the Tool tells me “yeah, he’s an idiot” in a conspirator tone, like it’s him and me against the world, then has the balls to ask me if I want to reserve anything else today.
So since there is no broadband Internet in a jail cell you can assume that I did not kill him by bludgeoning him with the release date folder on the shelf (it also says “released” not “ships”).
Maybe it’s just me, but I really see no good coming out of this encounter. Not even tomorrow when they tell me by “ships” they meant it will arrive next month.
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