This is an easy one, friends.
In 1974 (I was 14) I was really into trains. I had a small HO train set but preferred a Lionel train set and talked about it for almost 9 months. On my birthday morning in '75 (Halloween Day, BTW) I woke up to find a large box (the same size box as the train set came in that I wanted!) on the kitchen table. There it was: The Lionel train set I really, Really, REALLY,** REALLY**,** REALLY** wanted!
Until I opened it and found some fucked up pong game that I had no interest whatsoever in even attempting to attempt to play even once.
But… none of my brothers or sisters could play it either because after we had hooked it up my parents had read some article “somewhere” that TV games ruin the television set and wouldn’t let any of us play this stupid game they had bought me.
BTW, the “PONG” game cost more than the Lionel train set that I had wanted.
Beat that, but I’ll be back with more.