Every day when driving to work, I pass by a small apartment complex. Parked one of the roads is this guy's old beat up pickup truck, and every single day he's got a new load of stuff to take to either the recycler or the dump. In the almost 2 years that I've been seeing the truck, I wondered if the day would come when I ever saw an old arcade game lying in the back..
This morning, as always, I could see the truck from a block away from the turn that I make. Today I could see something in the back of the truck, lying on the side, about the size of an arcade game!! I thought maybe today was the day, and during that short distance of road between me and the truck, I quickly figured out how I could whip out a piece of paper, write my name and contact info on it, and leave it on the windshield of his truck. I might, just might, have a shot at saving another game from near death!
I made the turn, which always puts the guy's truck on my left side view- with excitement I pulled up to see what it was…
It was an old refrigerator.
Anyone else ever have these arcade hallucinations?
This morning, as always, I could see the truck from a block away from the turn that I make. Today I could see something in the back of the truck, lying on the side, about the size of an arcade game!! I thought maybe today was the day, and during that short distance of road between me and the truck, I quickly figured out how I could whip out a piece of paper, write my name and contact info on it, and leave it on the windshield of his truck. I might, just might, have a shot at saving another game from near death!
I made the turn, which always puts the guy's truck on my left side view- with excitement I pulled up to see what it was…
It was an old refrigerator.
Anyone else ever have these arcade hallucinations?
