I remember the radioshack in my hometown would have a bunch of RC cars out for kids to play with, presumably to get them to pester their parents to buy one.
I would go in after school some days and play with them for an hour or so then finish my walk home. One day i accidentally broke the antenna on the controller and the guy yelled at me asking how I was going to pay for it. I just ran away and would avoid the store on my walk home.
Funny how it has been so, so many years since such a minor, not traumatic event, and i can still conjure some fraction of the gutwrench i felt that day.
I remember the radioshack in my hometown would have a bunch of RC cars out for kids to play with, presumably to get them to pester their parents to buy one.
I would go in after school some days and play with them for an hour or so then finish my walk home. One day i accidentally broke the antenna on the controller and the guy yelled at me asking how I was going to pay for it. I just ran away and would avoid the store on my walk home.
Funny how it has been so, so many years since such a minor, not traumatic event, and i can still conjure some fraction of the gutwrench i felt that day.