>>8580435>go to target for the third fucking time this week>classified figures nowhere to be seen in the toy aisle>use wall mounted grime smeared touch pad that's been used by 50 filthy fuckers that day>it says there's three Beach Heads at this location>refresh the page now showing there's two left>go to the Customer Service desk >try to hide how pissed I am about not knowing wtf is happening>awkwardly ask chubby clerk chick for an action figure for children (I'm in my early 20s)>the fatty smiles then pulls out an extremely small cardboard box>Is this some kinda underground narcotics deal?>she explains that there is a limit-one-per customer for this item>being the autist I am I ask to see both beach heads>feel her "what a fucking weirdo" stare bore into me as I check the eye color of each figure>they're both brown>say "well shit" and buy oneI hate I have to do this same song and dance to get the Cobra Viper, but oh well.
