I thought Jason was going to go and share us all the story of what happened on Thursday night, but I guess he got lazy or something. Fortunately, I had something already typed out the whole thing, but for this, I'm putting some additional information for all of you, since you don't seem to know much about what I am to talk about. Most importantly, I just best share AND warn you all about what happened at Town Line Ten Pin located in Malden, MA. Not JUST DDR and ITG players, but to EVERYONE.

For those who don't know who this Gerry is, he's the fat angry ugly guy over there, usually in the afternoon/night shifts. He's one of the managers at an arcade I go to for ITG all the way at TownLine Ten Pin, located at Malden, MA, which takes about an hour to and from the place. From there, that's quite a lot of time just for them. Jeff, who lets us maintain the pats peacefully so that TLTP gets more money from us ITG players, is the other manager, the GOOD manager.

The day started out normally, with Alex and I fixing the pads early at 10:30 in the morning, but first viewing any errors that the pads had with a game or two. For whatever reason, some Asian guy that worked there accused us of not putting money in or something. What are you talking about? Of course we're putting money in. Alex talked to the guy to fix the pads, since he was supposed to ask Jeff when he came in at 10:00, and he had yet to show up. The guy gave Alex permission and went to the service menu to the test input screen to test the good and bad sensors in.

About three or four hours of work in, I thought we were doomed, because Gerry (Anti-ITG we call him) had already arrived, even though I had heard he would have come in at the end of Jeff's shift at 4. I warned Alex about it, and neither of them seemed to have a problem with it (of course, I didn't talk to Gerry, because he's just terrifying to begin with.) A while later, we fully maintained the pads, as well as put a lot of time to level the pads as perfect as possible, which turned out to be fantastic. The right pad still had a large amount of issues, but the left pad was just crisp, and I barely had a problem (I might have still gotten a pad way off or something, but at that time, it was hard to decipher whether it was me or the pad.)

Eventually, it was just Jason, Erica, and I playing ITG there. While Erica was playing a round, Gerry goes over to the billiards area. If you know the structure of the building, the area pretty much goes from his desk to the miniature arcade, then to the billiards table. As he's walking over there, he glares sinistrally at the machine, muttering, "God, I hate this fucking game..." And he does the same thing on his way back. I talk to Jason, wondering what his damn problem was. We're doing nothing but giving you money, Town Line.

A little before 8, my game finally finishes and I go change up. I had missed the part where a bald guy that worked there said to all the ITG players that they had to leave after Erica's game when she was playing her last round anyway. Well not to mention, this was our last session anyway, and there were three other players that were desperate to play. That all didn't last too long with all of us though. Suddenly, Gerry just comes stomping and charging angrily at the bald guy (I don't know his name, sorry.) and he yells at him, something about a walk out, but it was something I couldn't fully understand. I'm guessing he was directing it to have us walk out.

Now, WHILE poor Erica was playing, Gerry didn't hesitate at all to do his terrifying acts. With all his might, he went over to the back corner of the machine where the cords were, slides the machine that had SLAMMED hard on the pads while Erica was playing, almost hitting the poor girl, and just yanks the cord out, yelling at what I assumed to be all of us and the guy, leaving us speechless. I think he was complaining about us playing the damn game. So what? If he doesn't want the machine there, then just get rid of it for all I care after what you've done. Afterwards, we all were pretty much forced to leave, still shocked, confused, terrified, you name it.

I got home, hoping to find their official website, which they apparently don't have, but I browsed through a lot of websites that contained reviews and whatnot about Malden's Town Line Ten Pin. I see very few positive comments on there, maybe two or three per site, and there was nothing else. I suppose people over there are pansies about letting Town Line go out of business. I did, however, see one negative comment, which, to be honest, was no surprise. There was a list on this one page that had several good comments, as well as bad ones. Unfortunately, there was no official website to file in a complaint.

So there's the story. I'm pretty much over the incident now and I had told Alex as well. But all in all, that's my last visit over to that hell. If you guys want to go there, be my guest, but I'm just warning you guys on what Gerry could do if he's there.

I don't feel like explaining the whole story. I have it written down somewhere. Just too lazy to copy it.

But guess what? I passed Uber Rave again.

Recent events?

- Took small break on ITG
- Played MASSIVE DDR to improve timing.
- Will return to ITG sometime soon... maybe. Need to fill out Recall sheet, haha.
- Motivated to AA DDR.
- Recently quit PSO... again. Got bored.
- Working on Ragnarok Battle Offline a little.
- Making some more simfiles here and there
- Making more new friends from DDR and ITG.

Simple summary! 'Nuff said.

kthxbai

P.S. Don't take my word for that previous message there, haha. It happened to have been in the e-mail, so I did a random thing, but didn't think it actually got posted due to an internet issue. Very minor issue, by the way.