I did it. I fucking debased myself. I fell into Gamefreak's scam and coercion tactics and went to Gamestop to get a Zeroara. Not only did it waste a couple hours of my time, but I had to sacrifice the last of my self respect just to get a fucking pokedex entry.

The clerk looked like an autist but I could tell even he thought little of me. I could have just said "do you have that pokemon code for my son who's really into pokemon" but instead I just said "do you have zero-ro-ro-rar code" because I still don't fucking know how to pronounce that shit. Then slinked straight back out feeling awkward that I wasted his time for a piece of free cardboard intended for children.

I fucking hate Gamefreak, I hate Gamestop, and I hate myself.