Houston, I Have A Problem … Video Game Intervention
Forget Candy Crush. That is sooo 2013. I have moved on to so many other cellphone games that it has gotten WAY out of control! But I know I am not alone in this. I mean, I just can’t be the only one who spends that extra 99 cents for some extra moves to keep on going!When I was a kid, I loved playing video games. I was obsessed with reaching the next level to save the princess on Super Mario Brothers, and I could not get enough. I was such a great gamer that I could beat my little brother and any of his friends on all levels of Mortal Kombat (Hai-YOOKEN!), Duck Hunt and Sonic The Hedgehog.
I think my obsession started in my early tweens. I was about 9 years old and yearned to play my friend’s Donkey Kong, Jr. game. It was one of those little orange handheld machines. He was so nice and let me play it anytime we went over to his house to visit.
But one day, I decided I wanted to keep it and not give it back. So I took it home with me. Yes, I knew it was STEALING, but I was 9 years old with a bad attitude. My conscience finally got the best of me and I ended up telling my dad and giving back the game to my friend (but not before I finished many levels). My friend forgave me (he said he didn’t even know it was missing), and after that, I vowed to never steal my friends’ stuff again. Whew.
I stopped playing video games and became obsessed with homework and reading books. (Can you say, NERD ALERT.) Fast forward to today, I have once again picked up an obsession with playing video games on handheld machines, i.e. cellphones. I have recently become consumed with playing DISCO BEES, BUBBLE WITCH SAGA 2, and HAPPY FOREST. I play them all the time, whether it’s an appropriate time or location or not (like at work while I’m on the air). Sometimes, I will wake up in the middle of the night and if I can’t fall immediately back to sleep, I will grab my cellphone and play Farm Heroes Saga! Or if I am in a staff meeting, I will discreetly play Papa Pear Saga underneath the table.
I realized I had an addiction the other day when I caught myself playing cellphone BINGO while I was cooking dinner for my daughter. I have also realized that my daughter has picked up my obsession. She threw a tantrum because I would not let her play TALKING GUMMIBAR during lunchtime. Um, OK, that was a sad wake-up call for me. Fortunately, there is still time for Willow and me to Put. The. Phone. Down before we both wind up like this kid.