When the kids say / "you can be player two"
A Harold with a Game Controller post.
Your grandson hands you the controller. "You're player two." Player two is not plugged in. You never find out. "Just press X." Which one is X. They're all shapes. You lose to an eight-year-old. He celebrates with a dance he learned from a game, and you clap. You've been running into the same wall for ten minutes. Everyone says you're doing great. **Why it caught on:** the stock photos of András Arató, a retired Hungarian electrical engineer, reached forums in 2011, where people named him Harold for the pain behind the smile. A smiling old man holding a controller is the face of every grown-up who got roped into "just one game" and is not having fun at all.