After hours and hours of play, my Guitar Hero controller crapped out. The internal components of the flipper switch broke and it was stuck in the "down" position. So much for durability...

What Did I Do?

I shed a few tears, said good bye to the ol' girl, packaged her back up, and headed off to Wal-Mart for an exchange. I love Wal-Mart.

At Wal-Mart...

I'm waiting in the check-out line, watching the clerk ring up the people in front of me. From a distance, she seemed a little odd. The usual cashier-to-patron interaction was not occurring.

Oh My God!

Sure enough, I was right--she was odd. This lovely cashier would be best compared to the crazy cat lady from the Simpsons.

I walk up to the designated checking-out area and was not greeted with the usual "Hello, did you find everything you need?" Instead it was more like, "Bwaaahahhaha how did they know??? BWahaa!"

I was scared and I was frightened. But I stayed the course; I needed a replacement guitar.

The gibberish continued throughout the whole transaction. I wasn't told how much my purchase was, but I was told "BWHWhah! Man o' man maybe they'll GET IT RIGHT THIS TIME."

Touché, crazy cat lady.

I paid my unspoken total ($103.31 - Guitar + 2 boxes of candy). She held out the receipt and I took it hesitantly, expecting to get a cat thrown in my face. Whew, no cat--just some more gibberish followed by a redneck cackle. How damn bizarre.

Back in the Real World.

I tried out my newly exchanged guitar and it works like a champ! I was able to bump myself into the top #1000 Guitar Hero 2 players! Lifelong goal achieved! High-five!