Addicted to the next level
I don't know if it started with Pac Man or a simple game of TV tennis or even the big version of Pin Ball . I really noticed it, when I was introduced to Super Mario Brothers. What I am talking about is the spirit of competition. The drive to push myself to the next level. Competing against my current level of accomplishment to score a higher number. The inner rate of frustration which grows from being timed and getting the points is so against my everyday way of thinking. I am normally very relaxed and easy going. However, this reflects the job values I had with my last job. I had an inside rigid code of being on time and working harder and faster. I was in a constant fight with the fact that no one stood over me with a clock or sanctioned me for not meeting a quota. The computer games drive up the level of frustration, because I have to keep fighting to keep every point I get on the game. For instance, the bass fishing game, I would assume would be a nice easy toss the line in the water and catch the fish. The bass fishing game is timed and the boat moves back and forth with a motor only for a short time. Pretty soon there is a guy who has to use a paddle to reach the area where you toss the line in order to catch the fish. If I am down to the last second and have a fish on my fishing line, I still lose the point. The fish is on the line, but not tossed in the boat. The game says "He got away". I yell in frustration "Nooo!!" I feel like the kid who claims it isn't fair, because I really tried to get the point. I felt like I deserved the point. I even change games to see if my expectations were lowered, due to a different game. The game starts out with an acceptance, but grew to a I should have been able to do it better. Why didn't I get a better score?
1 Comments:
At 6:44 AM, Lew said…
No chance. The games will keep getting harder to the point where you lose. They just wear you down until you are exhausted. But you are right about the scores and that is what we all play for, to see how high of a score we can get and if we can best out last score. I was lucky as a child. My dad bought a real full-sized pinball machine (used) from a guy for my brother and I for Christmas. We loved it and never seemed to tire of playing pinball as time went on. It got very well used. Plus it made my brother and I very popular with the neighborhood kids who wanted to come to our house to play the pinball machine. My brother rigged it so that you didn't have to put any money in. So as you can see I had a very happy and fullfilling childhood. I guess that in life I have been really lucky.
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