I love game store employees, and regular customers.
I used to have this one kid who came in all the time, who was a total Nintendo fanboy. I loved him to death. He'd just walk around the store trying to strike up conversations with me. He had some of the all-time worst segues into conversation ever. One time he was looking at the box to the PS2 Shinobi, and says, "Ahhh, Shinobi. That was the first game I rented for the Sega Genesis." Another time he was talking about the Metroid Prime 2 demo that you got for registering Nintendo games, and I said sometyhing like, "You got yours already? It's been like two weeks and I haven't got mine." The next day he comes in and starts talking about it again, and I tell him I still haven't gotten mine. He asks me if I want to try out his, and I ask, "Oh , you have it with you?" He did, so I unlocked the store Gamecube and played it, while the kid gave me a tutuorial the entire time. It was surreral.
I felt bad for the kid because one day he was in the store buying one of the Mega Man Battle Network games with his dad, and there were these kids from his school behind him. As soon as he left, one kid says, "he's a senior, and he's buying fucking Mega Man with his dad," while snickering. The way I see it is that Gamestop is probably one of the few places these people feel welcome, who am I to take that away from them
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I think that Olive Garden story is an urban legend. I heard a similar story that some girl got AIDS from eating there, and they tested the food, and there was semen from something ridiculous like 5 people.
Do you live in NJ Cloudwalking?