>be me, 18
>march 3rd, 2017
>stay up all night pacing around the room
>bought into the incredible hype for the switch
>worked with my dad installing tradeshows just to earn enough cash for this thing
>been neet since 16 so working was incredibly daunting
>my hype kept me up until 5 am
>lightly knock on my mom's door
>dont want to make my mom drive to walmart and sit through the line
>she insists that she drives me
>we arrive at walmart - 5:30 AM
>a shitload of autists camped out in their cars in the parking lot
>they've already formed a line, later learn theyve been there since 4 am
>i live the NEET lifestyle but generally don't present it
>these guys
>these fucking guys
>all of them fit the stereotypes
>1 transgender mtf who barely tries to look like a girl
>fucker looks like something out of LISA
>1 fat neckbeard with a star wars t shirt
>1 creepy asian in a hoodie
>you can imagine what the rest look like
>i ignore the line because i have a fucking brain
>i knew full well this line would break as soon as the doors opened
>some smug retard with a superman tshirt comes up to me
>"hey bud"
>don't answer
>"hey bud, wanna get in line?"
>"no"
>"but you have to"
>"guy wont leave me alone
>i explain my reasoning, he doesnt listen
>eventually i fuck off to the back of the line
>im grumbling, overtired, and surrounded by sweaty tards
>eventually, 6 am hits
>doors open, line breaks into an all out rush
>28 weeks later type of shit
>rabid autism floods the aisles of walmart
>i know the layout of the place pretty well though
>take the shortest route while most others traffic up from fat people squeezing through walkways
>end up at the line, 7th place roughly
and it begins
>im waiting patiently when i feel a tap on my shoulder
>its the asian with the hood
>"hey... i was in front of you out there..."
>i ignore him, fuck all of these people
>pachinko pulls out his phone and forces me to look at it
>he took a picture of me
part 2 coming soon
>there are people born in 1999 posting on /r9k/
Jesus christ my life is already over
>somehow this guy took a picture of me when i was behind him
>fuckingwhat.jpg
>i decide to reason with him, dont want to start anything
>we can all easily see the amount of switches they have in stock
>around 10
>im 7th, hes 8th
>ask him to do the math
>he shoves fucking past me
>oklol
>i patiently wait from here on, things go smoothly
>i hear an angry mexican guy behind me yell
>"we were in line outside what the fuck is this!?"
>i let him pass me to shut him up, hes 9th in line
>these retards cant count
>another guy taps me
>another
>guy
>"hey dude let me go ahead, its only fair"
>its smug superman
>i lol internally and ignore him
>asian guy finally gets his switch and glares at me
>i get mine shortly after, last one in stock
>debate on whether i should gloat
>keep my composure and thank god nothing happened
>smug superman gets nothing
>i go home and play zelda
>meh, its only ok
>>39487147
actually 98, but yeah thats a sad realization
>"hey... i was in front of you out there..."
>pachinko pulls out his phone and forces me to look at it
>he took a picture of me
Fucking why? Thats not how lines work. Once you're in the store its the rules of nature.
>>39487147
>implying people much younger haven't been posting here
>>39487228
The difference is that people from 1999 are allowed to post here now.
>>39487199
Post boipucci?
>>39487147
People post here as young as 12
Let that sink in and either be amazed or be worried
>Deciding to buy a console day one at walmart
>not expecting autism
>>39487295
i actually went expecting to make friends. you're sitting out there, talking about a mutual love of games. yet the only conversation was between the tranny and a black chick talking about how evil trump is. i didnt even expect to get it, i just wanted the chance at it...
realized shortly after that we play games for a reason