OMG have you seen Justin? He's the hottest guy in class, but he's too busy talking about video games to notice me. Now it's Christmas, and I have to get his attention with the perfect gift, before that slut Amber gets to him.
God I hate Amber. With her hair and that stupid eyeliner. It's like she just pours the bottle on her face and wipes off anything that's not ugly. Does my hair look good like this? How bout this? I bet Justin will think it's hot.
OMG, Justin! I almost forgot! What do I get a gamer boy for the holidays?
He's a gamer. You'd like to be a gamer's significant other. There's a simple solution here: Play games with him. No, not the sort of games that end with him calling you on the phone every 30 minutes in tears; there's plenty of time for those. I'm talking about video games, the great equalizer / ice breaker. Not only does it get you some quality alone time in a darkened room, it'll also put him in a more comfortable place, which makes for a much more memorable first date. Just don't pull the whole crying when you're beaten at Tekken thing; we're onto that.
Let's face facts here: a girl in middle to high school giving a gamer a gift? There's no way he'll say no, but just in case it doesn't hurt to have Zelda on your side. Hidden beneath this tin replica of a Hylian Shield are some rather powerful little breath mints. It's the perfect way to say "I don't mind your gaming habit, and kissing is not out of the question."
We used to have this guy working here named Michael McWhertor, and he runs t-shirt store called Meat Bun, specializing in the more subtle side of video game clothing; the sort of attire that you have to be a fan to understand. Not that McWhertor has moved on I no longer have to feel ever-so-slightly uncomfortable about telling people how amazing Meat Bun's shirts are. They are damn fine pieces of clothing, and this latest design, the Samba De Los Muertos shirt, is the best thing to come out of a Meat Bun since whatever it is the Japanese put in there. Meat, I'm guessing.
Australian illustrator Campbell Whyte is creating custom prints representing each of the original 799 games for the Nintendo Entertainment System. If you know what that means, then all you have to do is explain to the gamer boy you've got your eye on that you know what that means and you're in. Otherwise pick an NES title that you feel fits your target's personality and let Mr. Whyte load the chamber of your love gun with custom art. That may have been a completely inappropriate reference. Hopefully it will go over your head.
"But I want to buy him a game! I know what he likes!" No you don't. Try not to do the math in your head here, but the last time a teenage girl bought me a video game as a gift it was Oni for the PlayStation 2, not a bad game per se, but she bought it for me five years after it came out so it was A) pretty dated and B) $9.99 used at Blockbuster Video. Blockbuster is a place that used to rent movies. Stop doing that math.
A $60 gift card from GameStop will cover any game his little heart desires more than you, while letting him know that you are aware of his gamer status and are ready to accept such a man-child into your heart. A lot of gamers out there feel GameStop is some sort of corporate devil hell-bent on cheating the common man out of their hard-earned cash. None of them would turn down a $60 gift card.
"Surely he can't be that oblivious?" Yes, yes he can. As a gamer teen I spent my days around some of the most attractive young women the early 90's had to offer, completely missing the subtle signs that they saw me as anything more than a friend. Things like snuggling up against my side when it was cold, giving me jewelry, or having me sleep over their house while their parents were out of town. You know, little things.
If any one of them had simply come out and said something, perhaps I wouldn't be writing this right now. Tampering with temporal physics is a slippery slope; best get it over with now to avoid any lingering regrets later. You don't want to be a 40-year-old woman looking up childhood boyfriends on Facebook when you grow up, do you?