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This was one of the most emotionally compelling and miserable experiences of my life.
I had planned to go to Wal-Mart with Heather at 6 (God bless the girl for being crazy enough to wait in line with me). She called me at 2 and said that Wal-Mart already had people lining up. I called my mom and had her sign me out of school. We got there around 3. We waited diligently for 9 hours. We were told though that there was not enough premiums for me to get one. The first guy in line was there at 5:30 am. Heather was sick so I got her some cold medicine; I read the Mage book. I figured at the least I could get a core system.
Let me take a moment to explain the difference between core and premium. The core system comes with the Xbox, one controller, and a silver membership to Xbox live. The premium package costs a hundred dollars more and it comes with a wireless controller, a hard drive which you need if you want to play original Xbox games (i.e. Halo 2, Fable, KOTOR), an Xbox gold membership, Hi def hookups (all 360 games can be played in hi def), a headset for talking online, a DVD remote, and maybe something else.
IN ORDER TO SAVE YOUR GAME PROGRESS, YOU MUST HAVE A MEMORY CARD THAT HOLDS ONLY ENOUGH MEMORY FOR GAMES WHICH COSTS $40 OR GET A PREMIUM THAT COMES WITH A HARDDRIVE. THE HARDRIVES WILL BE ABLE TO BE BOUGHT FOR $100.
That said, the premium saves you a shitton of money. I figured it to be like saving around 175 or so of stuff. The core system costs 300 and the premium is 400.
After placing my core system on layaway at Wal-Mart, my parents took Heather and I over to Target where there was already a line of 9 people waiting for premium Xboxes. Guess how many premium Xboxes target had...fucking 9. Me being the insane overzealous Xbox lover that I am, I decide to stay there against all odds and hope someone freezes to death or they have more premiums then they say there are.
People behind me talk about how they are waiting for their kids because they don't understand that Santa only made such and such amount of Xboxes. I thought it was so cool these people loved their kids so much that they would wait in line overnight in the snow to pay 300 dollars plus games and memory for their kids to get a fucking Xbox.
Heather is completely miserable. I feel terrible for putting her through this. I told her several times that she could go home and not go through this bullshit with me, but she showed more devotion and support to me than anyone i've ever met. She's sick, nauseous, and really really fucking cold. I'm pacing around grunting to myself while chain smoking.
The morning comes, and the Target employees pass out tickets. Of course, they only have 18, and I am one person away from getting a premium, from saving 175 dollars. When they get to me they announce "All we have is core systems now."
I fucking hate everyone there that got a premium. I believe that I deserve one more than them. I believe I deserve one more than people who reserved one and got it at midnight. I worked to get the money for this system and the games. I earned every last cent. My parents didn't help me. Secondly, I waited in line from 2:30pm to 8am the next morning. Don't come to me and say you love that Xbox more than me; I deserved it, and I didn't get it. I still hate seeing the happy looks on all those premium owners. Those fuckers who probably have hundreds more dollars at their disposal, but got premiums anyway. I even waited in line longer than them when you combine Wal-Mart and Target.
IT'S NOT FAIR! I FUCKING EARNED IT! I DESERVED IT! ALL YOU SCROTUM SUCKING SCUMBAGS ARE GOING TO GO TO HELL FOR THIS!
I am devastated. I've been holding onto this dream that I deserved one and that somehow they would have just one more premium. I decide i'm going to buy Condemned and leave.
When my dad arrives to pick me up, the guy from channel 8 news says something to him and he responds by saying "I hate your station, you guys cancelled this one show to play some bush support thing on tv last year and I don't watch your station anymore."
Channel 8 guy: "Well i'm very sorry sir..."
Dad: "Yah it's too bad for you guys because you need all the viewers you can get.
Channel 8 guy: (very politely) "I'm very sorry that that offended you and I understand you.
I am ready to kill everyone in sight. Here I am, cold as shit, been waiting in line for 18 hours and my dad has to throw this big fit over this fucking news channel and I don't even have a fucking premium. I resign myself to going to Wal-Mart to buy my core system and upgrade it later at my own personal expense when Heather says that her friend that works there says they saw like 30 Xboxes stacked up in reserve for black friday. The employees I ask however swear up and down that there is no Xboxes at all until they get another shipment sometime in late December.
I go over to Bill's house who of course waited in line 9 hours less than I did and got a premium system at Sam's who will only sell to people with a business membership. I am sobbing violently, I feel like i've just failed myself, Heather, and my parents who drove me around and brought me food. I smoke a cigarette in the cold once more, and pass out to my nightmares and constant reminders that I don't have a fucking Xbox.
Now it's Wednesday. Instead of playing Xbox I have to do chores for Rhonda all day so she will take me out to Target again on thanksgiving evening so I can wait overnight for a Premium system again.
To all you people in the world with a premium system: I hope whenever you play and brag how you got it the day it came out, you think of me and enjoy it just a little bit less; I hope you all know that I deserved one, NOT YOU.