"Faulty X-Box 360, battle with the beast" title by Manip

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Manip wrote: Worst title ever.

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I woke up one Saturday morning after a long night of gaming. It searched though the empty beer cans for my wireless controller; finding a cat and some dirty socks in the process.

When I did finally discover the controller, I pushed the power button only to be greeted with black.

Was the controller flat? Was the TV working? - I got up to investigate.

Quickly into the investigation I noticed that the hard drive in my 360 was not starting up as I hit the power button. To be on the safe side I tried it in another TV and with a different controller, to my disappointment nothing worked.

I searched though a half metre high pile of manuals and books looking - searching desperately for my 360 manual... Without it I couldn't contact technical support and would have to live that much longer without my beloved console.

After surviving almost having the pile fall on me, I found the number and frantically started dialling. In the rush to get though I must have misdialed at least three times.

Then an answer - "Hello, this is Microsoft support, how might I help you?"

I wiped the sweat off my brow and explained the situation. The women at the other end didn't seem to appreciate the gravity of the situation, she had a "And, so what?" kind of sound to her voice.

She talked me though some steps, check power cable, is it turn on at the wall?, is there a disk in there. But nothing worked. I was at the end of my teather... Why was this happening? What had I done to deserve it.

I asked the support agent what I can do now? She said coldly "Just send it to us" and began blurting out a Microsoft address.

Knowing what the postal service is like, I knew I'd be without my X-Box for days, even weeks, and that cold sweat reappeared on my brow. Could I survive that long?

The weeks that followed passed slowly. Sleepless and alone I stared into the dark night wondering where was my 360 and would it be ok? What happens if they couldn't fix it?

Just under two weeks had passed and all I had received was a letter letting me know they had my 360. And a big thud at the door.

I slowly approached, and as I did just in the top window I could see a hat! It was the postman!

I got excited and started running; I must have scared that poor guy half to death as I opened the door and made a grab for the package in his hand.

The size and weight gave clues to its contents but I had to be sure... I ripped though the packing around the box only to see what I had been hoping for "360." It had came! I had my 360 back!

As I ripped open the box I could smell something... But what was it? It was familiar... I had smelt it once before... OH I REMEMBERED! It was the smell of new plastic... The same one I had smelt when I received my original X-Box.

But my 360 had lost that smell long ago... I pulled the content out of the box... It was a 360 but in a new plastic wrapper. On further examination I noticed it had not but a scratch on it.

Did Microsoft send me a new 360 on purpose? I didn't know then and I don't know now...

But with my 360 in hand I rushed up stairs and plugged it in... And saw the most beautiful thing I had ever seen "360", it was working! I had my machine back... I grabbed the first game I could find and shoved it in, I didn't care, I didn't have time to care which one.

I hit the power button and saw a game menu... I was in heaven... My 360 was back on...

Thank you Microsoft! And thank you my lovely 360! WOOHOO!