Strategy Guides...and Cheetos, right? Doritos?

I smelled her before she was ever in view. When she finally approached me, I was blown away by the stench. That lady reeked. Of marijuana.

Rock.

She was probably 63 or so, and completely stoned. She said, "Do you have a strategy guide for this game?" She was all slurry and distracted, and you know she was driving.

"What game?"

"Oh." She put her purse up on the counter and dug through it for a second. During this time, I fantasized about what the game might be, hoping hoping hoping that it would be awesome, and that it would be for her. She pulled out an old, seriously often-played copy of the original Zelda. The label was almost completely faded.

I told her it was too late to buy a strategy guide for games for the original Nintendo system.

"Well damn." She staggered away.

In my fantasy version of her backstory, she's smoking up for medicinal reasons, and a grandson or neighbor kid told her it'd be more fun if she played some video games.

Sometimes, I don't mind retail one bit.