iShouldGoPro
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I was shopping at Marshall's with my mom at the time, and I ventured off to the toy section of the store. This particular toy section was minuscule in size. It consisted of a few rows of shelves in the back corner of the store that spanned across around 4 meters each. I was 9 at the time, and these toys did not interest me at all, but anything was better than shopping for clothes..
That's when I saw it: a purple Gameboy Color. It was just lying on the shelf in front of the yo-yo's and fake nose/mustache. It wasn't in any packaging, it was just sitting on the shelf with a cartridge loaded in the back; the game was Super Mario Land.
I looked around and no body was in the vicinity; there were no kids or adults anywhere in sight. I peeked down a few aisles wondering if anyone was looking for a lost Gameboy, but no body was in sight.
I took the Gameboy.
I took it, put it in my pocket, and ran to my mom like I was running to home base. I was safe. I was ready to shop for clothes.
And I had a new Gameboy Color.
I'm a terrible person. There's a special place in hell for a Gameboy thief.
That's when I saw it: a purple Gameboy Color. It was just lying on the shelf in front of the yo-yo's and fake nose/mustache. It wasn't in any packaging, it was just sitting on the shelf with a cartridge loaded in the back; the game was Super Mario Land.
I looked around and no body was in the vicinity; there were no kids or adults anywhere in sight. I peeked down a few aisles wondering if anyone was looking for a lost Gameboy, but no body was in sight.
I took the Gameboy.
I took it, put it in my pocket, and ran to my mom like I was running to home base. I was safe. I was ready to shop for clothes.
And I had a new Gameboy Color.
I'm a terrible person. There's a special place in hell for a Gameboy thief.