So, as of late I’ve been playing the Yugioh Original Card Game. Yeah, yeah, I know. I know. Shush.
But man, whenever I get into something, I really get into it hardcore. Then it eventually fades a bit but may linger around as something I do whenever I have the chance. This game has been my longest recent stretch of something that I’ve been this into for quite some time. Hopefully it will soon go into “hobby mode” instead of the “obsession” that I’m at right now. But it really is scratching an itch I’ve had for a long time. Basically, it’s good to be back into a card game.
Anyway, a few days back John and I went to my “local” store which is about a 30 minute drive away in Gose, the next town over. This “local” store is about one quarter Yugioh cards, one fourth video games and around fifty percent pornography. The awkwardness of going to play a card game in a pornography store was not lost on me until I saw some children looking at the video games. Just like eating in a country with questionable food vendors, if it is good enough for the parents then it is good enough for me. I mean, who’s been harmed by some naked breasts other than the entire viewership of Janet Jackson’s nip slip?
But I digest. So we get there earlier than usual and to my surprise there are actually other three people there playing. I’ve run into this before but usually only as they are packing up and going home. Not one to pass on an opportunity to play a game, I quickly ask the one guy watching the other two if he’s up for a game. He seemed a bit shocked to see my white self spurt out some Japanese but he agreed to sit down to a game.
The awkward stage of “Wait, he can really speak Japanese? I thought he just knew a few words!” was entered once I start playing cards that are all in Japanese as opposed to English. A few turns later when my opponent laid down a few English cards I couldn’t help but laugh and point out the situation. I got a laugh in return that I can only assume was pity for my poor observational joke. The game went on for quite some time with my opponent saying simple things in English such as numbers, but everything else was full on Japanese, which I responded to in Japanese. Weird? Maybe, but I can only assume it was meant to be friendly. I mean I’m making my best effort to speak his language so him throwing back some English my way isn’t anything to find insulting in my book. The game continue on for quite some time and I eventually won.
So as dude is leaving he says “Present” in English and hands over a card. It’s an English card, and it’s a piece of poo as far as I can tell. But if I’ve learned anything from the hilarious terribad television show used to market the game, putting this card in my deck will help me some day when I need it the most. Because I’ve made a friend through the game and this is reflected through the happiness of the world or some such.
As touching as that may be, I think I’ll pass.