Yesterday, I went to only two places yet at each stop I overheard people talking about
Pokémon Go. (The latest game craze. No explanation needed. You probably know what I'm talking about more than I do).
Afterwards, I sit down with my husband...
Me: I think I'm going to start playing that Pokémon Go game.
(I know nothing about the game, other than all the hype.
I played Candy Crush twice- looking at all that candy gave me a virtual toothache. Something to do with Farming? Played once or twice too. I just don't get immersed in virtual games or video games. It can be a time-suck and Facebook is the only time-sucking luxury I can manage right now.)
And so the conversation continues...
My husband: What?! Stop it! I don't even know you!
Me: Why not?!
My Husband: Because you don't do what everybody else does. That's not you. That's the herd.
Me: (Letting out a big groan of defeat. It truly isn't me. But why the hell not?)
My Husband: (He hates sheep/herd mentality, but also enjoys aspiring to level 8 million in Candy Crush. Now he's an expert on who I am.)
The truth is, he's right. I'm a little miffed that he knows me as well as he does. It actually caught me off guard.
I'm not even interested in the game itself. Pokémon is so 90's (for me, cause I'm from that era). I'm just interested in what everybody else finds so interesting.
Part of me wants to be a rebel and try the game to spite myself (and my husband). To show that I too can relate to the myriad of people who are hooked. The other part of me hates a dangling carrot- it reminds of herd mentality.
One minute I hear the game is getting people out the door and off their butts, the next I hear of two men falling over a cliff trying to retrieve Pokémon. I'm still up in the air about it.
For once, I want to follow the crowd, not necessarily over a cliff though. However, the instant I begin to think about the game, I'm thrust back into Laura-mode. Suddenly all I can think about is how fast we went from 'Dallas cops being shot' to the Pokémon Go craze. And did you hear about France? Whip lash!
My husband can read my thoughts by now. He knows damn well I'm not going to download the game, like it's a dare between us.
Nope. I don't have the will power to be anything but me: Reflecting, mothering, philosophizing, Facebooking, and not playing Pokémon Go.
Wine Advice + Uncommon Sense
Everybody needs to express themselves in some form- mine happens to be written form...with an opinion. Occasionally I get in the mood for some wine and answer life's tricky questions.