Now before I continue, let me say, I am not a gullible idiot. I don't believe everything I see on tv. Actually, I am a very skeptical person... I don't believe anything I see on tv... with that said, I knew that the ball didn't actually float/defy gravity... it just looked like it would be really fun to play with, like a Rubix cube or something :) This is where my story begins... In Wal-Mart one day, I saw that they had the Fushigi balls in the as-seen-on-TV aisle. I was very excited. So, one night I convince the husband that I can't go on living any longer without the wonder of the Fushigi ball in my hands... so we went and got one... Now, as I am walking around Wal-Mart with it in my hands, my skepticism starts to kick in.. "Do I really need this?" " Am I going to play with it as much as I think I will?" Eh, probably not. But I know that if I don't get it, then I will regret this moment until my dying day and dream of Fushigi balls all night... So I decide to get it... Now, the husband knows me better than I do sometimes, and he knew that I wasn't going to love the ball as much as I thought I was. So he does the unthinkable... He bribes me with a HAIR DRYER! Now, I understand to most people this probably doesn't make much sense.. when having to choose between a hair dryer and a toy sent to earth by Jesus himself, one would obviously pick the toy... But I am a beauty product junkie.. I can spend ours in the shampoo/makeup aisle without ever getting tired, AND I needed a new hair dryer because a piece of mine broke off a few days before and I couldn't put the attachments on it :( ... So now I am stuck choosing between a glorious toy and a hair dryer (the husband can be so mean sometimes...) My brain is telling me to get the hair dryer because I actually need it, I will use it more often, and the Fushigi is probably just a piece of crap... but my inner child was screaming TOY TOY TOY! WE NEED THE TOY!!!! So, I decided that I absolutely had to have the toy and I would, at a later date, con the husband into buying me the hair dryer also... I would have the best of both worlds, where could this go wrong??
When I got into the vehicle and opened the box, I could tell something was wrong... First of all, there were no lights shining from Heaven and I heard no Hallelujah chorus.... Second of all, the ball was not light and airy and emitting waves of fun, it was very hard plastic, it felt almost like glass, and it was heavy... I tried a couple "tricks" as I sat there and none of them worked... I decided that I must have to watch the DVD first to understand the hidden Fushigi magic... Once we got home, I put in the DVD, got comfy in my bed, ball in hand, and was ready to become a pro... this never happened. Let me explain something about the Fushigi ball... It is not fun to play with. It is heavy and hard to maneuver and will bruise your knees if you drop it on them. The point of the Fushigi is for the people who are watching you play with it to have fun. It is for them to think that you are doing magic tricks when really you are just holding a ball with the tips of your fingers. It is essentially a black ball inside of a clear ball... To sum this up easily...
Playing with a Fushigi ball = :( not fun
Watching someone else play with a Fushigi ball = : D *omg this is so much fun, I wish I could do that!!*
I hated it.. It was a curse upon my bedroom, I wanted it out of the house... immediately. Just seeing it sitting there on my entertainment center made me want to throw it at something. But getting rid of it wouldn't be as simple as just taking it back to the store, oh no. Because that would involve admitting to the husband that he was right.. which would essentially be admitting that I was wrong, and that must never happen. The only other option I had would be taking it back myself, and let's face it.. that was never gonna happen. So, for days I was miserable... just seeing that stupid ball. Finally one day I cracked. I had been sitting there, staring at the ball, contemplating ways I could destroy it and make it look like an accident, when I noticed that the touch pad on my laptop had went out :( then I went to use my Bath and Body Works hand sanitizer and my germaphobic husband had used it all :( Well that was just too much for my poor little brain... I cracked. I told him that I hated it and he was right (no mention of "I was wrong", let's not get crazy) and I wanted the ball out of the house immediately.. He said I would have to wait until the next day to bring it back because the service desk closed at 11 ( he is full of random knowledge). Since I knew that it was going to be out of my sight in less than 12 hours I slept soundly... Got up the next morning, took it back, and now I am the proud owner of an awesome hair dryer that dries my hair 2x faster...or that's what the box said, but instead of timing it and proving them right/wrong, I am just going to accept it and smile :)
Peace, Love, and crabs on your Vagina :)
That was one of the funniest phone calls I ever got.."I have GOT to get this things out of the house!!" Like it was the plague...
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