
The retail demo kiosk.
Standing there for an hour, neck tilted at a 90-degree angle, completely ignoring the rest of the store until Mom came back to find me. I’d be totally lost in the glow of the screen until that tap on the shoulder meant my time was up, or I’d hear the impatient "cough" of the kid standing behind me waiting for their turn.
The tension of that silent line was real.
Did anyone else have this CRT babysitter growing up? What was the one game you’d play until your eyes glazed over?