As a somewhat respectable grown-up who makes a somewhat living on the Nintendo DS subculture, I have to stop myself from trying to see what someone's playing whenever I spot a handheld gamer in the wild. I restrain myself for two reasons:
- I like to keep up this illusion of me being a somewhat respectable grown-up
- I don't want anyone mistaking me for a pedophile just because I was stealing glances at some kid's Piplup
wishes he could watch the aging salaryman's game, just like all the other kids. Instead, he's stuck sitting next to a boring, non-DS-playing woman. He is so frustrated by this turn of events, he actually ripped his pants!