Oh, cruel fate, why do you mock me?
Posted: Fri Dec 26, 2008 7:45 pm
This year for Christmas, I needed socks. All my long white socks have holes in them. Someone normally gets me socks for some reason.
Instead, my brothers-in-law told my wife they were going in with her mom on something big for both of us. She thought it was an i-Roomba robotic vacuum cleaner. I thought this was a dumb idea, but probably likely. She's been asking for one for years. I've never gotten her one simply because, as I've told her, I have never seen evidence that it would work, as we do not live in The Jetsons. But her mom only likes to give practical gifts. One year, she got me a wet-dry vac. (Fun!!) So there's a precedent of me receiving unsolicited vacuum cleaners.
When they brought in the box Christmas Eve, I knew from the size what it was, and what it was was not a vacuum cleaner, which would have been more fun (to me, at least). When they insisted that we open it early so we could all use it, my suspicions were confirmed. I let her open it, since she still thought it might be a robot vacuum cleaner, and I saw what I'd suspected.
Guitar Hero: World Tour: Complete Band Edition
I realize I am apparently the only person on earth to think the way I do, but I've made my thoughts on this game clear. I'm not trying to insult Anty or DB or anyone else. I simply cannot find the "fun" in this game that seems to me like a glorified version of Simon.
My mother-in-law had no idea what it was, only that she'd been told that we'd both love it. My bros-in-law are another story. They've both played it and loved it. I've even told them, when discussing games, that I don't really care for it. I like challenges and puzzles, not rote regurgitation.
I'm not complaining about them, as they're both great people, and I'm sure they probably just forgot that I'd said I couldn't get into the game when I'd tried it before. Or thought maybe I didn't give it a chance. And I really don't want to seem ungrateful that they forked over this insane amount of money (almost as much as the Wii itself!) for this game. But, damn, it kinda makes me feel like shit because they spent so much on something I didn't want and still don't care about. I see it as two fucking huge peripherals for the Wii that I have to box up or something. I can't get rid of it, since her entire family knows about it now, and we're the only ones in the family who have it, and they all seem to like it. I don't want them to know I don't much care for it. If it were a $10 shirt, I'd think differently, but this fucker costs what would be a whole paycheck for a lot of people.
I also know there is probably someone who didn't get this because the store was out, having sold one that would end up in my house. It feels weird to receive what may be the hottest gift in the land when you're someone who just isn't interested.
Some good came of it, though. I heard a song by Dinosaur Jr and another by Oasis that were both pretty cool and that I wasn't familiar with. I'd rather have gotten the CDs for Christmas, though, and let them save $150.
At least my kid had a great Christmas from everyone. That's what's important.
Instead, my brothers-in-law told my wife they were going in with her mom on something big for both of us. She thought it was an i-Roomba robotic vacuum cleaner. I thought this was a dumb idea, but probably likely. She's been asking for one for years. I've never gotten her one simply because, as I've told her, I have never seen evidence that it would work, as we do not live in The Jetsons. But her mom only likes to give practical gifts. One year, she got me a wet-dry vac. (Fun!!) So there's a precedent of me receiving unsolicited vacuum cleaners.
When they brought in the box Christmas Eve, I knew from the size what it was, and what it was was not a vacuum cleaner, which would have been more fun (to me, at least). When they insisted that we open it early so we could all use it, my suspicions were confirmed. I let her open it, since she still thought it might be a robot vacuum cleaner, and I saw what I'd suspected.
Guitar Hero: World Tour: Complete Band Edition
I realize I am apparently the only person on earth to think the way I do, but I've made my thoughts on this game clear. I'm not trying to insult Anty or DB or anyone else. I simply cannot find the "fun" in this game that seems to me like a glorified version of Simon.
My mother-in-law had no idea what it was, only that she'd been told that we'd both love it. My bros-in-law are another story. They've both played it and loved it. I've even told them, when discussing games, that I don't really care for it. I like challenges and puzzles, not rote regurgitation.
I'm not complaining about them, as they're both great people, and I'm sure they probably just forgot that I'd said I couldn't get into the game when I'd tried it before. Or thought maybe I didn't give it a chance. And I really don't want to seem ungrateful that they forked over this insane amount of money (almost as much as the Wii itself!) for this game. But, damn, it kinda makes me feel like shit because they spent so much on something I didn't want and still don't care about. I see it as two fucking huge peripherals for the Wii that I have to box up or something. I can't get rid of it, since her entire family knows about it now, and we're the only ones in the family who have it, and they all seem to like it. I don't want them to know I don't much care for it. If it were a $10 shirt, I'd think differently, but this fucker costs what would be a whole paycheck for a lot of people.
I also know there is probably someone who didn't get this because the store was out, having sold one that would end up in my house. It feels weird to receive what may be the hottest gift in the land when you're someone who just isn't interested.
Some good came of it, though. I heard a song by Dinosaur Jr and another by Oasis that were both pretty cool and that I wasn't familiar with. I'd rather have gotten the CDs for Christmas, though, and let them save $150.
At least my kid had a great Christmas from everyone. That's what's important.
