CORBIE'S GAME BLOG

Does this look familiar. Well my third Xbox 360 console has been rabidly infected with the "Red Ring of Death" disease. I was in the middle of playing a quick game of Marble Blast Ultra when the damn red lights started blinking. After spewing forth a plethora of profanity, I got treated to an hour and a half of my life on hold listening to some of the most ear-splitting percussion music I've ever heard. Of course I was then rewarded for this long wait with a guy telling me to perform all of the worthless tasks I had already tried on my Xbox 360 system before I called. After 20 more minutes on the telephone I was told that they would be sending me yet another coffin to put my console in and given the usual spill about only including the console in the box with no cables, hard drive, or controller. Oh and then the old trusty confirmation number I got to write down for future reference. Can't live without that baby, now can we? So now, I'm going to have to wait another two or three weeks until I can get my system back, hopefully in time for the release of Blue Dragon. I love the Xbox 360 console, but I'll admit that Microsoft should have their asses kicked for ever letting this piece of hardware see the light of day with this level of widespread faulty rate. Did I mention that the customer service rep even tried to talk me into getting one of the new Xbox 360 Elite systems because they were "much more reliable than the regular Xbox 360 systems." I'm about to send them my third crapped out Xbox 360 system and he's trying to get me to buy another one. I think they should just GIVE me an Elite for my trouble. Yeah right, and maybe Santa will bring me that Ferarri I've been wanting my entire life too. Well I've whined enough for one day. Now I'm going to go NOT play my Xbox 360 again. I guess I can always go play with my confirmation number.