There are two I's in Wii

Well, my quest for a Wii is officially over. And here is the story:

I hounded Wal-Mart until they told me when they were getting Wii's in. They told me Sunday at midnight. My heart began to pound. I knew what I had to do. Get there early. Stand in line. Hope they have more than five Wii's. Josh went with me and we got there around 11:30. (Sidenote: We could have gotten there earlier, but I needed a nap in order to stay up that late. Oh well.) When we arrive at the electronics section, I realize the line is pretty long. There appear to be around 20 people in the line already; I go ahead and join them. I am observing who is in groups and who is alone and I estimate there are approximately 10 Wii purchases ahead of mine. I don't find these to be good odds, but I figure I dragged myself to Wal-Mart at midnight, so dammit, I'm sticking around to see the show go down. At midnight, the toothless associates wheel the cart full of Wii's past the anxious line. I count 15, so I feeling pretty good about things. Then, a family of four I had assumed would only purchase one Wii, purchases one for every member of their family. The back of the line is in an uproar at this time, booing and hissing at the mother, father, daughter and eight year old son as they leave the store with four Wii's. Bastards. Josh goes to count the remaining Wii's and returns to tell me that whether or not I get one hinges on how many this group of three buys. I watch quietly as the group only purchases one Wii. Josh goes to count the Wii's again and returns to say that it's going to be close and he doesn't think I'll get one. At this point, my stomach is churning. Built up inside of me is two solid months of Wii-wanting, coupled with multiple store visits and internet surfing, only to have my dreams bashed when I'm told they are out of stock. I need that Wii. The line moves forward. Josh turns and asks me, "Hmmm.... I really don't think you'll get one. Wanna bet on it?" (Sidenote: I'm sure those of you who know Josh will find that amusing. At the time however, my fragile nerves could not handle gentle taunting.) Seconds tick by, but they feel like hours and then the associate says, "So who are the lucky two who get the last two Wii's?" I notice the lady in front of me raise her hand. I raise mine. Then I realize-I GOT THE LAST ONE. I GOT A WII. Here things get blurry. I remember the lady who was in front of me in the line turn and tell me "Congratulations!" like I'd just given birth or something. I remember the sad looks on the faces of the people who were in line behind me. I remember paying for it. I remember the gleeful walk to my car, clutching my brand new Wii. Josh held it as I drove home, but I left my hand on the box until Josh asked, "What the hell are you doing, Ashley?" We set it up. Then I played my Wii until the wee hours of the morning. (Pun intended.)

The morning after:
I awoke early and played some more Wii. I found out my parents were going to Wal-Mart, so I decided to join them and check out the Wii games. As I was standing in the Wii aisle, I notice an associate come out of the back with two Wii's in his hands. He opens the case and puts them in their place on the shelf. My minds reels: WHAT?!?! There are more WII'S? But....but.... I was in line at midnight the night before and it turns out I could have just gotten one easily the next day at a reasonable hour. Hmph. And this is how I know that God has a sense of humor. And that he was laughing at me yesterday.

Conclusion:
My Wii is pretty awesome. I don't regret the purchase and I look forward to the many hours of gaming that we share. (Again, pun intended.)