Wii are not amused

I'm not a gamer. Or a gomer as my keyboard wants me to type.

Yesterday, I thought "hey, on the way home, I'll swing by Worst Purchase and pick up a Nintendo Wii." Yeah, a likely thought. The young gentleman who is barely shaving scoffed at me like I was a naive schoolgirl asking for tickets to see the Beatles on their first invasion tour of America. "Uh, they sell out in like, minutes." Ok dude. Sorry to harsh on your buzz.

I said "Ok, well that doesn't make any sense - the hype should be over -- the Wii has been out for months." And was told that they only get 4 or 5 units a week. Ok, I began wondering, just how hard is this quest going to be? I thought it would be simple to just get online and order one, and that would be that. Sheah, right, and monkeys might fly out of my butt.

I might have better luck getting an Iphone. Yes, I spelled it incorrectly, as a direct slap in the face of any jerk-off who put his life on hold for X days to stand in a queue (yeah, said like a Brit) to get one of these shiny, pretty little things. Are we monkeys? Are we so dazzled by shiny bits of technology that we are willing to stand in line for DAYS to get one? Excuse me, waiter, I'd like a break.

Maybe instead of getting my son a Wii to play with, I'll start him off with a .22 caliber rifle. I bet it'd be a WHOLE LOT more fun... (Maybe not for his mom) and he'd get street cred at the daycare. By the time he's 10, he'd have a whole arsenal at his disposal. Instead of going to WallyWorld to buy the latest game, he and I could try out hand-loading of armor piercing ammunition.

I bet if he ever went postal -- nobody in the media could ever claim that it was because he was addicted to video games.