So, as you all know, I am a Farmville addict. So, today, there I was winging my way between my US farm where I make wine in my winery, and have no less than 5 dairy barns, and my UK farm, where I am growing blue belles and breeding sheep in their own BOOM CHICKA WAH WAH love nest, when what do I get? I get a message from Facebook that says, "Rich invites you to be his neighbor in CityVille!"
WHATTTT????? CityVille?? Hold the phone, hold your horses!!!
So, after I "fertilize all" my crops in the US and check to see if my duckies have matured into bigger duckies, I click "Yes" to respond. And what do my eyes behold? CityVille...all the wonders of Farmville without the manure pile. Yes, I spent hours building little bungalows to increase my city's population. I built businesses and added roads and collected rents and sent the train out to other city's to bring back goods for all my little peeps. Then I clicked on some of the "neighbors" and visited their cities and helped their businesses and even opened up some franchises of my newly formed French Pastry empire.
Yes, I was hooked. It's just as much mindless fun as Farmville. So, now what am I to do!? Oh, I know what I'll do. I'll be checking all three of these games tomorrow. Hopefully, getting there before my crops wither or my city becomes a crime scene. (Okay, I made that last part up. I have no idea what happens to my city if I don't attend to it on a daily basis.)
See? Here's my prob. I start to feel personally responsible for these little animated people that live on these farms and in this city. It goes back to some trauma I experienced when I got The Sims game for Christmas one year. I was mindlessly playing along The Sim, making houses, taking on new jobs, trying to keep my Sim happy only to lose control of it all. One time, I had so overworked my Sim, without a moment's rest, that he finally just past out in the middle of the street and slept for the next 12 hours. I also started my Sim house on fire and burned it to the ground when I tried to have my Sim cook a meal without realizing I was supposed to actually learn how to cook. The stove caught fire, the curtains, the walls, and, unfortunately, my Sim who ran screaming into the street in flames and died. He freakin' died! What kind of a game was this? If that wasn't bad enough, the next Sim character I created was doing pretty well. Even got married. Had a baby too! But here's where it all went to hell in a hand basket. My Sim was working a lot to keep up with the bills and when she wasn't working she had to play and rest so she was "well rounded". No, seriously, if you've ever played The Sims, you know what I'm talking about. Anyway, this left blessed little time for her to attend to that baby! And you know what happened? Social Services came and took my Sim baby and put it in Foster Care! I kid you not!
So, you see? I am not good at these games. I tend to let things slide after a while. I'm sure all Sim people everywhere are glad I haven't played that game in years. But I also know that my farms will suffer eventually. Crops will wither. Animals will suffer. I've already had a couple of pet dogs run away because I forgot to feed them. It's only a matter of time before my City goes up in flames too! Just a matter of time...
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