I got to GameStop at 11:00 PM. I left GameStop at 3:00 AM. That was probably the worst coordinated thing I've ever seen in my life. At midnight, they opened the doors and let everyone rush in. There were some people waiting in the parking lot, not in line, that took off into the store when the doors opened. After there was literally no room to breathe, THEN the employees started taking names for those "in line," which is hilarious because there was no fucking line. There was only a mass group of people swarming the counters. After that failure, they started handing out numbers, and told everyone who didn't give their name or who didn't get a number to leave the store. This part happened at around 1:00 AM. When people started leaving, they began issuing numbers at the door. The problem with this is that many of the people that I knew were in front of me were suddenly WAY behind me due to the failed number system. Being the non-asshole that I am, I swapped numbers with someone that was standing in front of me earlier. A few people followed my lead and did the same thing. When the tension cooled down, many of us just bullshitted around while waiting on our numbers to be called. I didn't actually enter the store until 2:50 AM. I had already told one of the employees that my #1 reason I was there was because of the Zelda 3DS, and to have it ready for me at the counter. I also picked up a couple of old PS2 games my brother has been looking for. I knew the exact amount I needed, and I had my cash ready. Hell, I even broke the money down into $20 bills to avoid $100 bill bullshit. My total time spent at the register? Around 15 seconds. I already knew what I wanted, knew where it was at, and knew my total before I got there. I only wish some of those moronic customers had the same brain capacity.
But at the end of the night...this thing is far more sexy than I imagined.
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And that jacket makes me look like I'm borderline 300 pounds. Holy shit.

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