After contemplating a future without gaming — look, I’ve been gaming since the early 80s, I have to have something — and while auburn haired Aayrn, weirdo Steelers fan Dennis and recently married Edwardo promote their Wii love, I briefly considered getting my own. A bar in downtown Dayton links a Wii to one of their televisions. My youngest brother nearly became owner of one before he decided on a Nintendo DS instead — yet, he still plays Play Station 2. He’s a bit spoiled with gaming options that we didn’t have. It was either an NES, Atari or awful text-based PCs that might, just might, have a sprinkle of animation. Yet, that was freaking awesome at the time.
I finally contacted Customer Service and whined, complained, sulked and pouted, but never cursed. Pops told me, when my flight to Minnesota was canceled because of some problem with my plane ticket (while he spoke to the airline’s customer support service) that you can get what you want without cursing or even raising your voice. Sometimes I apply that logic when I play the role of hippy son, other times I don’t when I play the role of spoiled American.
So Microsoft is sending me an empty box so I can ship my broken Xbox 360 with postage already paid for. There’s also the chance that I won’t have to pay based on the issue I’m having is consistent with a global extended warranty. My point here is to document how long it takes from initial contact to receiving repaired/new/refurbished system. But to also share that my future game has hope!
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