A story from many, MANY summers past.
>Save up all summer long for a trip to Little Tokyo in San Fransisco.
>Have about 80 bucks.
>Go to the main plaza and find huge toy shop
>Find the holy grail. A Space Cruiser Yamato model kit.
>Also find A full set of JAKQ Microman style figures along with their Tank, a set of Ultra Brothers vinyls, and a couple of Popy diecasts.
>Decide to buy them all.
>Dad says "son don't spend all your money here. You still have a couple of other places to check out."
>Tell him I know, but these are good enough for me, besides, I'll still have a good bit left over (I won't tell you the year, but back then, 80 bucks was like 300, because this hobby was still niche, and stores weren't pricing for collectors. This stuff was a bit above standard Japanese retail).
>NOPE!
>Adamant that I not spend my money.
>Put stuff back.
>Make him promise to come back here if I don't find anything anywhere else.
>I promise son.
>Go to other shops
>By afternoon we've hit just about every place else.
>"Well Dad, I haven't really found anything else that I wanted I'd like to go back to the first shop and get the stuff I really liked>"
>"Aww son, I'm not dragging ass all the way back over there. They have racks of stuff here. Pick out what you want and lets go. I want to get lunch."
>Explain that there's nothing I at at this place, it's more expensive, and I REALLY want that Yamato model.
>Remind him he promised.
>"Tough shit. You either by something here, or don't buy anything at all and let's go!"
>Pissed off royally.
>Call him a liar
>get into fight.
>leave shop
>Get lunch
>All weekend long yell at each other.
>Get home
>'Don't you ever ask me to take you there again as long as you live.'
>80 bucks in pocket
>No Yamato model kit
>Years before the internet existed, so no mail order.
>To this day, still get a little angry because that cheap bastard cost me the one thing I really wanted, even though I've owned several Yamatos since.
