So, it’s quarter ‘til midnight and I’m at a Meijer store in an area I am totally unfamiliar with, despite that it is less than ten miles from my home. It’s an eerie feeling, this unknown place so near what I consider home turf. I find myself here in a chivalrous quest for Wii Fit. I am not terribly interested in it myself, but my girlfriend, and even her mother are salivating over it. I don’t think it’s a single aspect of it, but something more than just the sum of its parts.

I’ve been to a few midnight events, though I wouldn’t call this an event, and I have never felt out of place or awkward. For the 360 I braved the freezing November cold of Chicago totally unprepared. We had enjoyed some buffalo wings and decided on the fly to get in line. We lacked preparation. I wasn’t even getting one; I was just along for the ride. In line it occured to me that I was in a position to make a hard sought purchase, so I made a call and was brought cash to obtain and then sell a system. I feel a bit guilty about that, but no worry, I kept it in the end.

I also did Wii alone. Which was okay as well, eventhough half the line was there for tickle me elmos. I bought two of them as well. Sold one for double price to pay for the one I gave my niece. Came out even with a free gift. I didn’t feel guilty about that.

Halo 3’s release saw me out late as well, but again, I felt I belonged. Here, for the casual accesory, I feel out of place. But alas, one minute ‘til, time to go into the breach.

Take a stand!

Commenting is closed for this article.