I dragged Laura around downtown Toronto today looking for a copy of Puzzle Quest. After over five unsuccessful attempts in the heart of the big city, even I was bored and we gave up.

The greasy 12-year-old kid running the EB in the Eaton Centre was a real jerk. In front of me in line was some mother asking if they had any Wii’s in stock. She seemed like she barely knew what a Wii was and the store clerk just laughed at her, told her they were super rare and moved on to the next customer (me). I felt bad for her, he barely gave her five seconds of his time and didn’t offer any suggestions of where else she might try looking.

When I asked about Puzzle Quest he told me they were “uber rare.” Exact words. What a trashy little fucker.