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I was already up and strolled into Walmart around 11:40 since they sell new games for $50. I'm not super thrilled with what I saw of these games, but my wife wanted it, and ai'll get some enjoyment out of it after. Plus, I just got a promotion and wanted to celebrate with a small gift to ourselves.
Anyway, I walk to the counter and see about mine dudes standing, reeking of sweat, and talking about Overwatch and Star Wars. None of them are in fur suits or any other cosplay. None of them look particularly nasty. They all look unwashed though. Pretty quickly, they begin to ask the employee jow many they have, when exactly they can get it, et cetera. Sassy black lady doesn't give a single fuck. I lean against the counter and tell her I used to work in Walmart electronics and hope that she doesn't have to dig through as bad of a backroom cluster fuck as I always did to have to find a new game at midnight.
Sassy black lady then decides to loudly declare that she has no money left in her register for the night and that everyone needs to go to the front to find out if there will be an employee at self check out wth a magnet to unlock the cases the games will be passed out in. It's like 11:57 now, and the crowd, now larger and smellier, timidly and anxiously shuffles toward the front, one guy dabbing and Fortnite dancing - totally ironically, I'm sure. Employee motions me over and tells me she just wanted to make sure I got a copy since they only received eight and slides me the game in its protective box while telling me that the lady with the magnet was closing down sporting goods at the moment.
Not a bad time overall.
