

In 98 I was in my early teens, and I got Banjo-Kazooie I was so happy, I jumped up and down, told my parents that this was exactly the game I wanted. I was thrilled. They were thrilled that I was. Life was good.
Unbeknownst to them, 2 weeks earlier I had carefully opened the gift, and had been playing the game over Christmas break. What I opened that night was an empty box, as the game sat inside the N64, where I was halfway to the end. Everyone won that Christmas. I won by playing sooner, and they won with my momentary fake enthusiasm (which was real, I really was thrilled to get the game).
Something something, life was never that good again, and I can only hope to give half that feeling to my kids now.







Eventually yes, many years later.