The trouble with Xbox gear
I just wanted a horror DVD. That’s all. Was hoping to find Boogieman or Omen 2. My friend and I went to the electronics section of Fred Meyer in search of something scary to watch. That’s all. He was wearing a Zero Hour sweatshirt. Well that was enough for some dorkus to come over, start up a conversation re: Xbox and bend my frickin’ ear for like 20 minutes. He knows everything, by the way. And he prefers Counter-Strike on the PC, Halo 1 to Halo 2 and plans to purchase the Wii and the PS3…but not the 360. He goes to Digipen so he’s a freaking genius.
Okay great, jackass. I’ll call Bill ASAP and let him know that you’ve got the answer to everything. And fyi, just because you’ve taken classes from people I know…does not mean you know me.
Grrr. Shut up and leave me alone. No, I didn’t get a good horror movie. Some MGS guy who recognized me from the cafeteria steered me away from Bloody Mary. But then it takes a lot to scare him, he claims. Because apparently he’s a big tough guy.
Speaking of geeks, I went to get a Diet Coke today in the office and ran into TWO overweight, ponytailed, sock and sandal clad coworkers discussing elementals and spell-casting.
Some days I wonder what it’s like to sell insurance. I wanted to go to law school at one point–be a DA and put bad guys in jail. Do you think they have to deal with PS3 lovers and spellcasting on a regular basis?