“Mama, mama,” Carson cried, tugging at his mother’s pants, pointing to a tv screen. “I want. Pleeeeeesssssseeeeee.”
His mother stopped pushing the cart and watched the commercial. It was for the new Super Mario Brothers 3 that had just been released. As she watched and Carson pleaded, she knew it was no use. If it wasn’t this one with her, it would be one of the other three boys at home, one of which was thirty-two years old, that would want it.
She walked over to the clerk and requested a copy. Carson was giddy with delight as he watched the clerk unlock the glass cabinet and pull out a copy. He practically drooled as the clerk handed the game to his mother who put it in the cart. He knew better than to reach in and try to take the game. That’s what got his brothers banned from ever going to K-Mart with their mother.
He was on his best behavior the whole way home and even helped bring in the sacks full Halloween candy. He waited by the counter staring at the video game.
“Ok. You can have it.”
Carson squealed, grabbed the package, and ran into the living room announcing their newest game. Male screams erupted as their former game was ripped from the console and the new one put in.
The next five hours were spent listening to increasing frustration, crying, raging, and eventually the sounds of controllers being slammed to the ground as her children and husband stormed off their respective consolation corners. With the living room free, she silently walked in, put the cartridge back in and had made it to World 6 before anyone calmed down enough to notice. As each member of her family walked dazed into the living room watching her do what they could not.
“What?” she asked, as she completed the World. “It’s not rocket science.”
This was inspired by the fact that today, July 8th, is National Video Game Day. If Nintendo were not the butts they are I would be playing the NES classic edition right now, but our county received 0 units this release or last release….butts!