Post Video Stress Syndrome

I’ve never been much of a video game player. 

Part of it was that even as a kid, I was never much wired to stand around the arcade feeding quarters into game machines.  Part of it was that I was an incredible cheapskate as a kid; I found myself wracked with guilt one day my junior year of high school when I wasted four quarters playing Asteroids (which is still the best vid of all time) in one orgy of dissipation. 

But later – as in, in my mid-twenties – as I hung around one or another of the bars I worked at, I found the urge to while away the odd hour here or there playing videogames.  And then, finally, I succumbed to addiction.  I burned up countless after-work hours and quarters playing Tetris, the Russian-themed geometry speed game whose theme music I can hum note for note to this day.

And I suspect that I could surround myself in a miasma of post-video-traumatic stress disorder by sinking a buck or two into Tetris Furniture.

Dream?  Nightmare? 

Discuss.

6 thoughts on “Post Video Stress Syndrome

  1. The only video game furniture I recommend is the tabletop version of Pac-Man, which works well for holding pitchers of beer, or pretty much any other libation. You still see them from time to time in a few places.

  2. We played it so much in my dorm my freshman year, some of the guys on my floor got Tetris nightmares. The entire dream would be a tetris game in which the pieces looked like they fit, but when they got to the bottom, they didn’t fit. Several people had this same dream.

    Fortunately, Sega Genesis came out in 1990 and with it the original John Madden Football. Tetris was forgotton. Of course, so were many of our classes.

    Tradeoffs…

  3. I never played a lot of video games either.

    Pinball on the other hand…

  4. Have never been much of a tetris player, although a friend introduced me to a more enteratining variant, sextris.

    The furniture – ugly AND it looks uncomfortable.

  5. I’m with ya, Mitch. I played only a handful of video games, but found Tetris to be very satisfying. I’m the clown in the checkout lane fitting all my items so there’s no space on the conveyor belt.

  6. ROFL!

    I actually stack all the items to help the cashier bag properly; heavy stuff toward her, light stuff away from her, frozen @ the end. It’s just about the only thing in the world I’m OCD about. Also, it never does any good.

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