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Lets face it, Mums and games don’t mix. We all have mums, and most of us love them. They give us money, give us food, and look after us. So naturally we are thankful. When it comes to games however, we have to draw the line at the point where they purchase a console. That’s as far as it goes. They may purchase the console for a birthday present or something, give us money towards a game or a console, however as soon as that game or console is in your possession they must not be allowed anywhere near it. Why? Because Mums just don’t understand games.
Familiar quote number one “Don’t sit so close it will ruin your eyes” and those who have glasses will be familiar with the phrase “your eye sight keeps getting worse and it’s because you sit so close to the computer!” When will mothers learn that computers do not damage your eyesight? The only thing they do to them (if anything) is make your eyes tired. I was lucky enough to have support for my argument from a professional. In my last trip to the opticians my mother asked the optician “It’s because he’s on that computer all the time isn’t it?” to which my now favourite optician in the whole world said “No.” Oh yeh, and a friend who uses the computer about the same as me as been told by his optician that his eyesight is amazing and he should put it to use and be an airline pilot. Nevertheless she still moans about my eyesight. Even professionals can’t change her mind… oh dear.
Familiar quote number 2 is “Dinner!” Why do mums ALWAYS time dinner so it coincides with an important part of a game? For example, you may have finally got to a boss and then it’s time for dinner. When you play a game, you notice you eventually get good at it, and what dinner can do is lose this good concentration and gaming ability you have. You come back and you are no longer good. You die and have to start again. And dinner always seems to be at a very inconvenient time to me, especially with television programmes… but that’s another topic.
Familiar action number one. Your mum goes for the power switch and switches off your game in anger that you have not done something she wants you to. You haven’t hoovered when she asked you to, your dinners getting cold… etcetera, etcetera… And when they do this, it’s not straight after a saved game point, it happens to coincide with the level/area/mission you were struggling the most on, and were just about to succeed or just had succeeded in completing, and hadn’t got a chance to save. My earliest game memory involves my mother, and her bad understanding of how games worse. Back in my childhood, their bad understanding was at its peak. With saving being a feature of only a few amounts of games, games were vulnerable to mums more than ever. I remember playing Sonic the Hedgehog on the Gamegear in a car on a long journey (through that lighter socket for cigarettes). I had finally for the first time ever got to the final level – a big showdown with Robotnik and some laser beams coming from the ceiling. What happened? My mum decided to stop the car for a “break”. I explained I didn’t want a break while my game was paused, but she explained I had no choice. Then to a six year olds horror, she turned off the game. I never got back to that level. Never. I could even get close. I never ever saw the ending for Sonic 1 on the Game gear… I’m sure you’ve been in that situation before that split moment where the game was turned off, frantically trying to explain how important this level is to you, but the mothers always seem to think it is not important at all.
They just really don’t understand. Maybe they didn’t grow up in a time where computer games were a big part of children’s lives, however some understanding would be nice. Hopefully, mums will now grow up understanding how games work, what they mean to people and so on.
Here’s to the mothers of the future (sorry about the rip off Dringo).
Familiar quote number one “Don’t sit so close it will ruin your eyes” and those who have glasses will be familiar with the phrase “your eye sight keeps getting worse and it’s because you sit so close to the computer!” When will mothers learn that computers do not damage your eyesight? The only thing they do to them (if anything) is make your eyes tired. I was lucky enough to have support for my argument from a professional. In my last trip to the opticians my mother asked the optician “It’s because he’s on that computer all the time isn’t it?” to which my now favourite optician in the whole world said “No.” Oh yeh, and a friend who uses the computer about the same as me as been told by his optician that his eyesight is amazing and he should put it to use and be an airline pilot. Nevertheless she still moans about my eyesight. Even professionals can’t change her mind… oh dear.
Familiar quote number 2 is “Dinner!” Why do mums ALWAYS time dinner so it coincides with an important part of a game? For example, you may have finally got to a boss and then it’s time for dinner. When you play a game, you notice you eventually get good at it, and what dinner can do is lose this good concentration and gaming ability you have. You come back and you are no longer good. You die and have to start again. And dinner always seems to be at a very inconvenient time to me, especially with television programmes… but that’s another topic.
Familiar action number one. Your mum goes for the power switch and switches off your game in anger that you have not done something she wants you to. You haven’t hoovered when she asked you to, your dinners getting cold… etcetera, etcetera… And when they do this, it’s not straight after a saved game point, it happens to coincide with the level/area/mission you were struggling the most on, and were just about to succeed or just had succeeded in completing, and hadn’t got a chance to save. My earliest game memory involves my mother, and her bad understanding of how games worse. Back in my childhood, their bad understanding was at its peak. With saving being a feature of only a few amounts of games, games were vulnerable to mums more than ever. I remember playing Sonic the Hedgehog on the Gamegear in a car on a long journey (through that lighter socket for cigarettes). I had finally for the first time ever got to the final level – a big showdown with Robotnik and some laser beams coming from the ceiling. What happened? My mum decided to stop the car for a “break”. I explained I didn’t want a break while my game was paused, but she explained I had no choice. Then to a six year olds horror, she turned off the game. I never got back to that level. Never. I could even get close. I never ever saw the ending for Sonic 1 on the Game gear… I’m sure you’ve been in that situation before that split moment where the game was turned off, frantically trying to explain how important this level is to you, but the mothers always seem to think it is not important at all.
They just really don’t understand. Maybe they didn’t grow up in a time where computer games were a big part of children’s lives, however some understanding would be nice. Hopefully, mums will now grow up understanding how games work, what they mean to people and so on.
Here’s to the mothers of the future (sorry about the rip off Dringo).
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Rakuga wrote:
> Yeh good point. Why do they always play Solitaire?
Easy, slow, doesn't require skill!
Simple!
> Yeh good point. Why do they always play Solitaire?
Easy, slow, doesn't require skill!
Simple!
My mum was always playing Doom. I remember her getting very annoyed with the invisible biting demons (can't remember what they were called).
She also loved Dig-Dug on the Atari 2600 and Alex the Kid in Miracle World on the Master System.
She also loved Dig-Dug on the Atari 2600 and Alex the Kid in Miracle World on the Master System.
Yeh good point. Why do they always play Solitaire?
the case with me is that im playing a game, thinking that ive got a few hours till we have to go somewhere , so she shouts up the stairs " we'll be going out in an hour or so" , ok so , i have an hour , i can cope with that. Then half an hour later , "rob were going out now" !!??? " what ! you said an hour " "it's been an hour" "no it hasn't ! you told me at 2 o clock and it's now 2:30 !"
i always lose , as you just cant compete with your mum , no matter what happens she will always win.
my mum is the type that never gives up and always has to be right , so this morning , i was looking at a towel with some of my old swimming awards on , while she was ironing my shirt , i say " hey mum , i swam 3000 meters "
being a swimming teacher , she says " yep , thats 2 miles "
"urr no mum , a mile is 1750 meters , so 2 is 3500m. "
"no rob , the company that sell me my badges award 2 miles for 3000metres "
"but mum , 1 mile is 1750 metres not 1500."
"no it's not"
"yes it is"
"ok fine"
" you dont beleive me do you "
"nope"
"arrr , @*"!!@*!!&&* !" (well not to those exact words , actually i said it under my breath as i walked out)
see , so ive gone off the plot of the topic really , but why do they always have to win ???!! even when they are wrong , they still seem to make themselves right !
ok , im off to get some proof of how many metres there are in a mile...
i always lose , as you just cant compete with your mum , no matter what happens she will always win.
my mum is the type that never gives up and always has to be right , so this morning , i was looking at a towel with some of my old swimming awards on , while she was ironing my shirt , i say " hey mum , i swam 3000 meters "
being a swimming teacher , she says " yep , thats 2 miles "
"urr no mum , a mile is 1750 meters , so 2 is 3500m. "
"no rob , the company that sell me my badges award 2 miles for 3000metres "
"but mum , 1 mile is 1750 metres not 1500."
"no it's not"
"yes it is"
"ok fine"
" you dont beleive me do you "
"nope"
"arrr , @*"!!@*!!&&* !" (well not to those exact words , actually i said it under my breath as i walked out)
see , so ive gone off the plot of the topic really , but why do they always have to win ???!! even when they are wrong , they still seem to make themselves right !
ok , im off to get some proof of how many metres there are in a mile...
My mum loved pacman on my really old atari. She then progressed to Klondike on my old Amiga. On my Mac she loved x-words, a scrabble type game. I then got a gameboy colo(u)r and one holiday she innocently asked what "this tetris thing" was. That was my biggest gaming mistake ever. In the 4 years since I have only played on my Gameboy Color a handful of times. Luckily I had finished Zelda. She has taken it over as her own, refusing to pay me for it, and racking up those lines on Tetris DX.
And, quite suprisingly (especially for a 60 year old woman with arthritis), she is very good at it. Current Stats for her are as follows:
Power - 500
Total - 780,952 Lines
Her top score (marathon Lvl 0)
994,704.
I worked out that she plays games more than me. Admittedly its just the one game. Every time she gets bored she switches on my Gameboy and plays tetris for hours on end. I have not let her touch my GBA for fear of it and Advance Wars disappearing to the shelf next to her chair. I declined to let her turn on my PC in case she discovers Solitaire or Freecell.
On the plus side when she buys batteries for "her" gameboy I nick a few for my GBA!
And, quite suprisingly (especially for a 60 year old woman with arthritis), she is very good at it. Current Stats for her are as follows:
Power - 500
Total - 780,952 Lines
Her top score (marathon Lvl 0)
994,704.
I worked out that she plays games more than me. Admittedly its just the one game. Every time she gets bored she switches on my Gameboy and plays tetris for hours on end. I have not let her touch my GBA for fear of it and Advance Wars disappearing to the shelf next to her chair. I declined to let her turn on my PC in case she discovers Solitaire or Freecell.
On the plus side when she buys batteries for "her" gameboy I nick a few for my GBA!
I just ignore the shout of "tea time!", been doing it for years. That's what microwaves were invented for, to heat up your tea hours after it was cooked
Solskjær wrote:
> But you're so right when you about important gaming time ALWAYS being
> dinner time! Timed to the exact hundredth of a second!!
> I experienced this the other day. I was playing Zelda: OoT and I got
> to the boss at the end of Death Mountain Crater. I hit him a few times
> and he was close to his end. The suddenly ***"DINNER!!!"***
> echoes up the stairs and booms into my room, putting me in a bad mood!
> :@
>
> But I was worse after i'd eaten. I rushed back upto Zelda and
> continued the battle. Problem was that I had basically lost it, and
> was failing miserably in my attempt to beat him! :(
It's always the case... always the case. My mum likes interrupting me with dinner these days during an online game... sometimes clan ones. I can hardly pause can I?!
> But you're so right when you about important gaming time ALWAYS being
> dinner time! Timed to the exact hundredth of a second!!
> I experienced this the other day. I was playing Zelda: OoT and I got
> to the boss at the end of Death Mountain Crater. I hit him a few times
> and he was close to his end. The suddenly ***"DINNER!!!"***
> echoes up the stairs and booms into my room, putting me in a bad mood!
> :@
>
> But I was worse after i'd eaten. I rushed back upto Zelda and
> continued the battle. Problem was that I had basically lost it, and
> was failing miserably in my attempt to beat him! :(
It's always the case... always the case. My mum likes interrupting me with dinner these days during an online game... sometimes clan ones. I can hardly pause can I?!
My mum use to play on the SNES all the time, mainly Mario World, my auntie always used to play on Sonic on the Mega Drive. But my mum stopped playing games when we got a N 64 as she doesnt like the 3 D games.
Heh, good one!
I disagree that mums and gaming don't mix, as my mum and many other peole's mums used to play games a lot - mainly in the NES days.
But you're so right when you about important gaming time ALWAYS being dinner time! Timed to the exact hundredth of a second!!
I experienced this the other day. I was playing Zelda: OoT and I got to the boss at the end of Death Mountain Crater. I hit him a few times and he was close to his end. The suddenly ***"DINNER!!!"*** echoes up the stairs and booms into my room, putting me in a bad mood! :@
But I was worse after i'd eaten. I rushed back upto Zelda and continued the battle. Problem was that I had basically lost it, and was failing miserably in my attempt to beat him! :(
But I got it after another 4 deaths or so.
I disagree that mums and gaming don't mix, as my mum and many other peole's mums used to play games a lot - mainly in the NES days.
But you're so right when you about important gaming time ALWAYS being dinner time! Timed to the exact hundredth of a second!!
I experienced this the other day. I was playing Zelda: OoT and I got to the boss at the end of Death Mountain Crater. I hit him a few times and he was close to his end. The suddenly ***"DINNER!!!"*** echoes up the stairs and booms into my room, putting me in a bad mood! :@
But I was worse after i'd eaten. I rushed back upto Zelda and continued the battle. Problem was that I had basically lost it, and was failing miserably in my attempt to beat him! :(
But I got it after another 4 deaths or so.
Anyway, yeah! It's a good post!
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