I read an interesting list of someone’s top 10 games earlier, but unfortunately I have forgotten to make a note of the link. The writer of the list had Grand Theft Auto 4 as his number 1 game of the last few years, and fair play I can see why. The game is well written, well presented, plays beautifully and looks stunning.
That is not why I am writing this though. The writer mentioned something and I realised it is true of me as well, and I think it may be the sign of a person who games may be a little too much.
To start, I will begin with this little anecdote. On Friday, I had to take a job application to a school over the other side of the valley. I knew the general route but my dad offered to drive me over there, as he had some errands to run too. On the way back, we went along a road I have travelled hundreds of time going back and forth to a previous job. My dad, fancying a change, took a side road I had never taken, over the top of one of the hills that I have never taken before, and it came out relatively close to my house. Now, as I driver I think it is my responsibility to know the local area like the back of my hand, on the off chance there is a major accident or road works that I have to avoid, and I know most of it.
What I have realised thanks to this top 10 list, is that I don’t know the local area (that I have lived in since I was born) half as well as I know Liberty City.
It’s amazing the amount of seemingly useless crap our minds fill up our memories with. I bet you you’ll still be able to remember most of the layout of GTA IV’s roads in 20 years time.
More than likely. I know the location of more fictional strip clubs than I do real pet shops.
I literally lol’d in the office when I read this.
Did milk come out of your nose?