Speaking of waiting, whilst at lunch today, I noticed the freaks and geeks camped outside of Target and Best Buy waiting for their chance to purchase a Play Station III tomorrow. This being Minnesota and November, the teenage and twenty-something dateless wonders were bundled up with parkas, blankets, and their Transformer sleeping bags. They made for a pretty pathetic site.
Amongst the huddled masses yearning for a life, I was surprised to find Mrs. Nihilist In Golf Pants and the Nihilist childrens queued up. She informed me that they had joined the line on Wednesday, right after their monthly plasma pay day (Do you have any idea how much they're paying for infant plasma these days? The Nihilist does.)
Apparently the Nihilist, being a dedicated disciple of the recently departed Milton Friedman, had analyzed the supply and demand situation for PSIIIs and determined that an opportunity for a lucrative pay off existed in the market. And he's willing to have to his family wait outside Best Buy as long as it takes to realize it. Now you know how the other half really lives.
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