17 July 2006

Gullible Part 1

When I was very young, Dad would sometimes bring me along to the snooker parlour. No, I wasn't there to shoot billiards with Dad's friends. You see, the parlour had a small arcade that I would hang out while Dad used a long stick to shoot balls into holes. Each game was only 20 cents (ahh... the good old days) and Dad would change 10 tokens for me at the counter. I would then have the freedom to play the games until I ran out of money. I guess I felt empowered by the fact that he trusted me alone. Nowadays parents would just be scolded for leaving their 7 year old in an arcade while they enjoyed themselves.

Anyway, my all-time favourite game there was Street Fighter 2. I remembered I could come up with the basic fire ball and dragon punch, but wasn't really good at it to win. There was one time when several much older kids (early teens? I don't remember) came in while I was playing the game. I was losing quite terribly and one of the kids offered to play for me and win. Being the gullible boy that I was, I allowed him to play. And he won. I just stood by the side and watched as he played my money away. I don't quite remember if I was stupid enough to give him more money, but I clearly remembered letting someone else play the game for me.

3 comments:

William said...

Perhaps you were awed by the fact that the guy can play much better than you. Like paying for a performance.

ZemieN said...

I am more awed by the fact that you're commenting at night! What happened? You finally got around to installing Streamyx at your house? Or pulling another late-nighter?

William said...

You noticed? I was at my Sis', hijacking her streamyx.