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Now that I have a new job, I no longer need to worry about bad-mouthing my Sony references. (Ha, just kidding.) Regardless, it’s an out-with-the-old, in-with-the-new kind of time, so over the next few days I’ll try to recount some stupid Sony stories:

One of my coworkers wanted to buy a “game enhancer” for his PlayStation so he could play imported games. (Such devices also have less legitimate uses.) Another coworker told him about a store nearby that sold them, so we stopped by there after lunch one day.

“Hi, I’m looking for a ‘game enhancer,'” my coworker asked.

“Sorry, we don’t have any,” the clerk nervously replied.

“You don’t? Well, are you expecting to get any more soon?”

“Uhh… no… They didn’t seem very… reliable, so we stopped carrying them.”

“Oh-kay….”

As we left, my coworker asked me, “Did that guy seem to be acting a little weird to you?”

Then we realized that his Sony ID badge was hanging prominently around his neck.