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What the dirty dishes have to do with your socialisation?!

Well the other day someone posted a sign over the sink in the flat share I live in. It essentially says:

It made me thinking. Not only about the dirty dishes but about why people are different. And really socialization is one of the biggest factors that makes people different. Your socialization is what you learned growing up and living your life, from your peers and your friends, what your parents told you not to do and you decided to do nevertheless.

However what if you want to change, and by change I mean big changes like traveling fulltime, deliberately living of unemployment benefits (which is possible in Germany) or dying your hair blue. Stuff that most of your peers wouldn't agree with, not even to speak of your parents or even grandparents. We'll it can be hard but it doesn't have to be.

Fear of defeat

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When I was a young boy, I observed a curious phenomenon. At some point in our childhood, my little sister decided she didn’t like playing competitive games any more. If luck was involved, like a board game where you roll dice, that was fine. If there was a heavy skill element involved, she would only play if we were evenly matched. The only exception to this rule I could find was Super Mario Kart, where I went easy on her because we both enjoyed the game so much.

Everything else was out though - any game of skill or sporting activity. I had loads of two-player computer games and no one to play with most of the time. It was frustrating, and as a child the only reason I could think of to explain her behaviour was her gender. Sometimes I called her boring, and told her I wished I had a brother instead - what awful behaviour! This never bothered her. Boys were/are smelly, apparently.

So, I played lots of computer games alone. Some of them I got really good at. In university, I live with four other blokes, one of whom I’d known since a very early age. Playing computer games daily was standard practice, and the competition could get pretty heated. The four-player football games had an element of randomness in them, and we all enjoyed those because they provided the most controversy.

When it came to one-on-one games, such as Street Fighter, I noticed a familiar pattern with my close friend. When the game was new and we were all learning, he’d play as much as everyone else. Being compulsive, at some point I’d put in more hours practice, understand the concepts better, and soon enough my wins would become consistent. As soon as he felt he no longer had a snowballs chance of beating me, he’d drop the game like a stone. This would happen even if it was a game he owned, no matter how much he appeared to be enjoying it prior.

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