Thursday, December 22, 2011
Curse of Yu-gi-oh
My son has had this fascination with Yu-gi-oh cards for a while now and has been willing to part with whatever money he gets on these cards. So much so that I wonder why counterfeiters don't spend their time printing these up instead of printing money since they're as good as printing money without getting the secret service after you.
He was recently banned from spending any money on the cards, part of a twelve step program that he has been unwilling to participate in. Fortunately, without easy access to cash, it's rather difficult to purchase these cards to support the habit. Unfortunately, it turns out he learned to pilfer the cards from the store without getting caught ... by the store.
So one day it was discovered that he apparently was acquiring these cards without paying for them. When I picked him up from his school camp, I hauled his ass over to the store to have a talk with security. "I don't want to go to ju-vie", he was crying. Ju-vie being the Juvenile delinquent jail that kids apparently talk about in school. The security team was pretty good at giving him a scare. I think the public embarrassment was a good thing.
Of course, he was crying the whole day about how his mom was going to kill him. She didn't kill him, since he's still alive. However, he got to watch most of his Christmas presents get sent back to Amazon. He was very unhappy about that. It will be a sparse Christmas for him. His birthday present from me was to pay for the stolen cards. His punishment for shoplifting the cards was to have all the cards taken away. He cried all day off and on. Every time he discovered something else had been confiscated (PSP, his cards, Nintendo DS, presents under the tree), he broke down again.
He called me several times about how miserable he was. I had to tell him it gets better if he can get over it and move on. It has gotten better and hopefully he'll learn his lesson. He may be able to watch TV and play on the computer again by the summer.
He was recently banned from spending any money on the cards, part of a twelve step program that he has been unwilling to participate in. Fortunately, without easy access to cash, it's rather difficult to purchase these cards to support the habit. Unfortunately, it turns out he learned to pilfer the cards from the store without getting caught ... by the store.
So one day it was discovered that he apparently was acquiring these cards without paying for them. When I picked him up from his school camp, I hauled his ass over to the store to have a talk with security. "I don't want to go to ju-vie", he was crying. Ju-vie being the Juvenile delinquent jail that kids apparently talk about in school. The security team was pretty good at giving him a scare. I think the public embarrassment was a good thing.
Of course, he was crying the whole day about how his mom was going to kill him. She didn't kill him, since he's still alive. However, he got to watch most of his Christmas presents get sent back to Amazon. He was very unhappy about that. It will be a sparse Christmas for him. His birthday present from me was to pay for the stolen cards. His punishment for shoplifting the cards was to have all the cards taken away. He cried all day off and on. Every time he discovered something else had been confiscated (PSP, his cards, Nintendo DS, presents under the tree), he broke down again.
He called me several times about how miserable he was. I had to tell him it gets better if he can get over it and move on. It has gotten better and hopefully he'll learn his lesson. He may be able to watch TV and play on the computer again by the summer.
# posted by Life moves so fast @ 7:51 PM 
