Pretty sure I'm going to beat everyone in this thread.
When I was a kid, I wasn't allowed to play video games. If I wanted entertainment, I read books or watched cartoons.
A neighbor needed a babysitter, and when I found out they had a Game Boy with Bomberman GB, Qwirk and Kirby's Dream Land, I took the job right away.
A few years later, a friend of my parents gave me their kids' old Game Boy. It had Tetris.
It was 2007 and I finally owned my first video game. And it was Tetris. In glorious black and white.
My parents weren't happy, but they let me keep it. Eventually, I got Pocket Bomberman (thinking it was Bomberman GB - best mistake I ever made) and Super Mario Land 2.
A few months later, a friend let me buy his Game Boy Color for $5. He even gave me Mario Golf, Mission Impossible and Tony Hawk 2.
I had played demo kiosks in Walmart and Target before, so I knew I was missing out, but I was elated to have more games - in color! Finding out I could play my old games in color was mind blowing as well.
I got a job in 2008, and I was finally able to move up in the world. I got a GBA, then (foolishly) traded up for a DS, then (foolishly) traded up for s motherfucking GameCube.
It was 2011 and I finally got a GameCube.
Full 3D! High res gameplay! Voice acting!
Then the next few years kind of exploded.
I got an N64, a Genesis, a PS1 and a PS2 and even a 360 and a gaming rig that can play Skyrim on Ultra at 78 fps.
Life's sweet now. I've got hundreds of games.
But the funny thing is, now I just look at them all and feel like I have nothing to play.
I almost miss the point in my life where I had 3 games to choose from. I would game for hours.
Now I just browse Sup Forums and rarely sink more than 20 minutes a day into actual vidya.
Fuck.