I think it’s time to finally turn in my Gamer Card. I don’t think I can call myself a Gamer anymore. I’ve spent the last 2 years or so struggling to find a game I want to play. Quitting and starting new and old games. There is just no joy left in it for me. Especially since all my previous gamer friends have moved on as well.
It was such a blast to play games. At first it was fun to try new games. Then when I started to play games with friends and with my children, that’s when it became an absolute, mind blowing, time of my life experience. Playing Unreal Tournament and Carmageddon 2 against my family across the house. Sitting watching my kids play Grand Theft Auto for hours on end. Days and weeks spent with friends online fighting horrifically huge monsters go get the loot. The loot though paled in comparison to the hilarious adventures trying to overcome the challenges. Things most serious players never really like to do. For them it’s do it right the first try or rage quit. We, however, would spend countless hours dying and trying again and laughing it up.
I guess it’s time to move on though. I can’t really say, time to grow up. We are the Gamer generation. Playing games on a tablet or phone is nothing compared to gaming on a PC or console. I always thought I’d still be doing dungeons and raids while in retirement. But the games have changed, the friends are gone. I’ve gotten to know some amazing people along the way. Some who have overcome life threatening medical problems, doctors and even good old rednecks. Some of them from overseas. Memories I’ll cherish forever.
Without them, it’s a very boring lonely place. Even in a virtual world filled with other players to choose from. I can’t log on anymore without being bored within a few minutes. While I will never totally stop playing games, I won’t play them all that much anymore. I can’t be called a Gamer anymore either. Now I’m just a Geek. A proud Geek, but a Geek none-the-less.
As I’ve said before, I was Geek long before it was cool.