Happy Black Friday Everyone. At the time of this post, only 30(?) days left of Christmas Shopping.

I decided not to hit the malls bright and early, I wasn't going to buy anything anyways, I was just going there for what everyone goes to, the gaming sections. I decided to hit up a local Wal Mart with my 9 year old brother. After battling our way through waves of carts and clothes thrown on the floor, we reached the forbidden zone, the Electronics Section.

Of course the section was full, so I maneuvered my way through the hordes of crazy shoppers, and found myself in line for Rock Band. In previous months I played their Guitar Hero demo, but since I already owned the game, I found myself literally spanking everyone at the game. I put my best "gee I don't know how to play this game" (:[) face on, and then switch to my game face when I do begin to r0x0rz t3h n00bs (>:[). So I was pretty confident that I wouldn't have much trouble with Rock Band

The lined shortened, and it was finally our turn. I pushed my brother towards the drums, and I picked up my axe. After choosing In Bloom by Nirvana, and selecting the easiest difficulty, I was prepared to rock everyone's face off.

Too bad that never happened.

When the first notes came down, I found myself missing them. I looked down, the controller, it seemed fine. I tried to hit another sequence of notes, but I missed. I looked down again, and concluded that the controller was unresponsive. I had to hit the notes a second early for them to actually register. My brother was having a hard time too, he had to smash the drums for them to register, again a second later.

The virtual crowd began to boo, my brother and I tried to save our asses, but it was too late. I put the guitar down in shame, and walked away.

I was browsing through some other games, when I came across the 360 booth. Too bad no one was playing it because it had a "Please Insert Disc" screen.

I headed over to the Wii booth, it had "Please connect the Wiimote." I looked around, a nunchuk, but no Wiimote.

Over to the DS booth, I had a hard time seeing anything because the bottom screen was so scratched up, some with random scratching others with some gang signs.

I walked out of the store, disappointed because not only I had failed in my quest to rock everyone's face off, I also was upset on how Wal Mart treated games. Video Games are a work of art.

Feel free to share your stories of how your dreams were shot down by crappy retailers.