New York, NY
I'd be happy to let this one go, but apparently Family Arcade never will, so I throw it to the Pinside Jury.
This is of course totally my side and I'm obviously completely biased, so feel free to hear out his side of this entire stupid tale before you pass judgment. He assures me he's kept complete documentation of this entire moronic affair so maybe his memory is a little better than mine.
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Family Arcade - Nelson (HA HA!) - bought a WCS from me SEVEN YEARS AGO.
As in, two Presidents ago. As in, four Fast & Furious movies ago. As in around 2,500 days ago. You get the picture.
He came, he looked at it, he paid me money, he took the game and drove away. Pretty standard deal, right?
A couple days later I get a message whining about a piece of gum underneath the cabinet. A PIECE OF FUCKING GUM. Like dozens of games I've owned over 20 years. WHO GIVES A FUCKING SHIT? The game was NEVER advertised as mint, nor was it even advertised as shopped, it was advertised as a nice working WCS and that’s what it was.
The game also had an off board battery and a couple of other upgrades I didn't bother mentioning in the ad, but hey I don't get credit for that. He was focused on this piece of gum like Rain Man. Oh and after I pointed out that it was only a piece of old fucking gum and who really gives a shit, there were a litany of other complaints about a 20-year old used game that was sold as-is and that he agreed to buy and take home after inspecting it.
So, after incredulously asking what I could do to "make right" this horrible injustice I foisted upon him, I agreed to give him some free WCS plastics I had laying around, and a free cupholder, and he came over and picked them up. I welcomed him back to my place, we had a beer, played some pinball, and we SHOOK HANDS ON THE DEAL. For the second time. And we and parted on good terms. The deal was over, and everybody was happy, despite some minor bumps.
Or so it seemed.
For the past seven years, he has continued to needle me publicly over this piece of fucking gum, going back on his word that the deal was complete and he was satisfied with our arrangement. A couple years ago - due to his incessant psychotic fixation on a couple grunge-era chiclets - I offered to buy back the game for what he paid for it. He declined, of course, because I had sold him a perfectly nice game that 5 years later was now worth well more than what he paid for it.
But to this day, he refuses to let it go. The way I see it, he at least owes me a fucking cupholder and a couple loose WCS plastics, as those were supposed to buy his satisfaction and put this to bed. Instead, he welched on the deal and now you all have to hear about it.
Apparently, he wanted a reaction from me or he wouldn't still be obnoxiously referencing gum every time he responds to one of my posts, so now after your puppy turned 49 in dog years, he's finally got one and can vent about this deal directly to all of you.
Would be nice if we could get past it. Maybe this will finally provide some closure. Or maybe it just never ends? Really that's up to him.
And you! VOTE! It's important.
