i like to think that players are much like other enthusiasts, be they collectors, avid readers, music fans or others. We greedily invest in these passions, and each new purchase or gift towards this beloved hobby triggers rushes of dopamine in our brains.
However, there comes a time when these passions go a bit too far. For example, I bought many games in the past that I barely played. But I love looking through them and thinking, “Look at my ever-expanding nerd. How cool am I!” Unfortunately, these games pile up, and soon I run out of space to keep them. So I stored my video games in the following places among several nooks and crannies.
6/6 Shelves, shelves and more shelves
Being a multi-hyphenate professional, I need multiple tools, resources, and conveniences to do my job properly. TLDR: I have a lot of shit. My tech hoarding reached high status during quarantine when I shopped online like it was my job. On the one hand, I ordered interview clothes, self-recording materials for auditions, voiceover tools, a new laptop, and other smart business purchases. But on the other hand, my game library was growing every week.
So, I found myself buying furniture on Amazon to store the goods I bought on Amazon. A shelf is a light wood shelf. The other shelf is a metal industrial shelf. Suffice it to say, my bedroom interior design is a mismatched disaster. And me still I don’t have enough room to store all my games.
5/6 In my closet
Another place I store video games is in my bedroom closet. My closet is where many rhythm game peripherals of yesteryear live, including several DDR mats, a pop ‘n’ music controller, a beatmania controller, and the Dance Drum (imagine a Taiko drum designed as a pad DDR. Yeah. Third- party controllers are wild.).
Honestly, the whole situation frustrates me because my twin brother, who doesn’t even live at home anymore, has an unoccupied bedroom with a giant walk-in closet that I can’t use. So I guess it’s my fault for choosing the wrong room. But, meh, you live and learn.
4/6 Under my bed
Do I store video games under my bed currently? Hopefully not. But I’ve had it in the past, especially when I was in college. For four years I had a set of plastic rolling drawers that I placed under my raised dorm bed. Believe it or not, I kept those plastic drawers for another six years, even after the wheels broke.
You can fit as many under a bed if you have a pair of risers. I remember I had a mini fridge, food, books, clothes, and essential college papers that shouldn’t have been there in the first place. Man, I miss college.
3/6 My parents’ attic
Every family has this room in the house that looks like it should be on the TLC show Hoarders: buried alive. For my family, this room is the attic. Our attic cabins, holiday decorations, old appliances, dishes my parents never opened, a birdcage, wrapping paper, DVDs, VHS tapes, old board games from the 60s , newspaper clippings, a disco ball, a disassembled desktop computer, and more. Essentially, the attic could serve as a thrift store.
I currently store my Xbox 360 and 360 games in the attic. However, I was more surprised to discover that my father Atari console and a copy of ET (probably the worst game ever made)! So not only do I store video games in the attic, so does my dad.
2/6 My best friend’s apartment
When I first lived in New York, I stayed in two apartments in the same Bushwick/Ridgewood area. My best friend, whom I’ve known since college, quickly became my neighbor a few blocks away. So there was a period when we lived in each other’s apartments. It was like dorm life all over again!
Then my best friend visited home in Texas and came back to New York with a job. PS2. I had two PS2 consoles growing up, both of which broke down. In turn, my heart burst when I saw his recovered retro-gaming treasure. So the next time I visited my parents on Long Island, I packed a backpack with my favorite PS2 titles and took them back to Brooklyn.
When I brought my games to my boyfriend’s apartment, we thought it best to leave them with him, so I didn’t have to lug them back and forth. After all, I didn’t have a PS2 in my apartment to play those games anyway. But, sadly, my buddy moved deeper into Brooklyn, and then I moved to Queens (in terms of MTA transit, that subway trip is like crossing the Atlantic.). After that, COVID happened, and we were even further apart.
Eventually, I made the scouting trip from Long Island to Brooklyn to get my games out of my buddy’s hands. And now they’re stacked in, you guessed it, another set of shelves.
1/6 A storage unit in Queens
A few months into the COVID pandemic, I knew I could no longer afford to live in Queens. So, here I am, back with the “rents”. However, I honestly assumed that I would return sooner rather than later. So I rented a small storage unit near my old apartment.
For two years, I paid over $200 a month to keep the contents of my apartment (including video game shelves) waiting for a magical return to New York that would symbolize the return of my shattered life. After that, however, a lot has changed. I became more flexible, tried new opportunities and soon realized that my dreams didn’t have to be limited to just one metropolis. So, I ditched the storage unit, and the back-to-town plan is on hold for now.
Yet, although my life has changed, one constant has remained the same. I have too many nerdy gamer nicknames and nowhere to put them!
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