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by Steve Gibson, Nov 21, 2001 7:13am PST

The parents are here! aiyee! RTCW is calling my name to be played, will certainly sneak in some time on that today.. I'll tell mom it's "work" or something important that just cant wait. I checked out the XBox football game yesterday while waiting for the guys at GameStop to unpack RTCW. I havent played a football sim in ages... they sure have managed to make those things purty. Given my bit of renewed interest in the NFL lately now I want a good football game. I checked the Playstation2 section (as I dont have an XBox... yet) and didnt see any though.. are there any? Movie: How are we going to get real drugs in this town? We can't even get cable!


















  • ugh.

    Working at the mall is such a clusterfuck.

    I'm going to quit tomorrow - I hate working at Software Etc. Everyone that comes in here expected to be treated like, I don't know a customer or something - Hello? We're busy here!

    So this guy looks at me and doesn't say anything. "Yeah?" I finally ask, in my nicest possible "Will you please fuck off and die, can't you see I'd rather stab myself in the eye with my inkpen than help you with whatever the fuck you want" tone of voice.

    "Yeah, I wanna return this game," he says, handing me his back with a sealed(!) Castle Wolfenstein box and receipt.

    "Why?" I ask as professionally as I can muster, considering I've just spent the last 6 hours helping idiots by telling them that no, Halo is not out for the PC yet - it's due out next week.

    With a look of loathing and disdain, he says, "Because I can buy it 10 bucks cheaper anywhere else."

    I just stare at him. Are you serious? This is a legitimate return? I quickly check the box (accidentally dropping it onto the counter first) to see if it's been opened and "resealed" but it all looks good. I can't believe it - the guy isn't trying to rip us off, he's just... returning the game. Odd.

    I suddenly see this total hottie stride into the store with "I want an XBox with all the fixings and I'll blow whoever sells it to me" written all over her. Must. Ditch. This. Guy.
    I point to Kevin, and say "He'll have to get you over there, the cash register here is broken." He heads for the other line. Sucker!

    I'm trying to halfway make conversation with this guy, telling him he's going to get raped with a lamp or something on the shipping charges if he buys it online, but mostly I'm trying to get a peek down the hottie's shirt - is she even wearing a bra?

    The funniest thing? He was like, totally eyeing the Dreamcast stuff... Man - I'm so sick of this place - he seemed cool - if he would have asked about the DC I would just given the shit to him, no charge. Feh. This place sucks.