YAY for Soul Reaver!

So, you have to understand: There are certain people who come in who always have, always do, and always will annoy us. It is their curse. Fortunately for us, most of these poor souls come in only every once and a while. And yet, there is one who comes every FREAKIN day. He always comes slowly to the counter and whispers (so quietly that we can't hear it most times) "Do you guys have Soul Reaver?" The answer is always no, as Soul Reaver is a moderately rare game.

Well, today, the kid comes in, the same time he always does, mopes up to the counter and mumbles something that neither Andi or I could translate. Upon clarification, we found that he was indeed "on his quest" for Soul Reaver. Well, his lucky day, we had it. But apparently Andi and I could not begin to comprehend the importance of this discovery, for when he was informed of us having it, he practically imploded (I wouldn't have put it past him) on the spot. "HOLY COW!" came the exasperated scream, "Are you KIDDING me?" Lucky for the kid, Andi was helping him and not me, and Andi simply replied "Um...no? Here's the disc." The kid about exploded, again: "CAN I GET IT?!!?!?!?!?!" Andi's dry reply consisted of 1 word: "Yes?"

So the kid buys the game, still jumping around (could have sworn I saw a little wet spot in his pants...) and walks out of the store. Well, we go back to organizing the store, but we both looked up at the percise moment the kid gave us the faggiest little "Chariots of Fire" fist pump as he practically skipped away from the store, across the street. We pride ourselves in making people happy, but dang we made that kid happy...probably a little too happy for his own good.

But why, why, is he going to come in tommorow?

-Brady