I had a really rough day and I’d like to blame it all on World War Dos. I’ve been trying to beat Call of Duty: World at War on the hardest difficulty setting for a few days now and it’s about to drive me bat-shit crazy. Why? It’s flipping stupidly impossible. It’s one thing to have a game’s difficulty setting so high that you have to creep your way through to make progress, but you shouldn’t have to crawl at a snail pace to do it.
What makes it so hard? Well for one, every Axis bullet is magnetically attracted to my head. Nothing irks me more than seeing characters who are clearly scripted to do certain things in the game survive machine gun fire, grenades and tank rounds. They just get knocked on their butt, dust themselves off and on they go firing like an Imperial Stormtrooper. Me on the other hand? I get shot at before I come out of cover and if I stay in cover too long, three grenades get dropped in my hiding spot. I swear, the way COD:WAW plays I think they produced more grenades than bullets. And then there is the fact that the automatic save system requires you to clear out usually at least three or four areas before a checkpoint which makes the whole repetition thing pretty tedious. Needless to say the game is horribly flawed for the user.
It got so bad I was screaming at computer controlled Nazis to shoot at my allies who were Jews and leave me the hell alone.
Realizing I was way in the red, I tried to calm down by playing Battlefield: 1943. I usually kick ass at multiplayer shooters, but for the love of me I couldn’t do anything right in that game either. I was on the verge of throwing my controller through the TV. If they hadn’t been wireless I would have hung myself on the cord I was that furious.
Then it just clicked. I was getting ticked off at something I had chosen to do for fun. It was a scary epiphany that something I always imagined I had under control was now controlling me. I don’t know who I was in those few hours, but I know that I didn’t like it. I hate the idea of wasting my time when I started it to have fun in the first place. In hindsight, if I ever try it again, I now know that World War II is serious business and shouldn’t be taken lightly.
On the work front, we had a special late fee erasing amnesty campaign that consisted of us calling as many people that we could with over $10 in late fees. Why the company wants to bring in it’s worst offenders seems like bad business to me. In all honesty it is. Since that store opened in 03, over 900 members have collected late fees grossing $35,000.00. I’m probably not supposed to share the particulars, but it’s this kind of forgive and forget ideology that only drives the knife deeper. If you figure that lump sum doesn’t even include lost product or people who just have the dollar or two late fee, I imagine it’s a lot higher.
Irresponsibility drives me bananas. All we’re doing is setting ourselves up to repeat our past.
On a lighter note, we received Wolverine. My co-worker and I couldn’t help but notice that the collector’s edition was a little 3D and bumpy and has the craziest raised eyebrows of all space and time. They were so pointy that had it been a topographical map their elevation would have been at least 250,000 feet. Mt. Everest wouldn’t have had nothing on them. The picture doesn’t give it justice, but Hugh Jackman means just as much business as World War II.
The other funny thing was the regular edition’s cover. If you noticed, it’s got Deadpool and Gambit flanking Wolverine. The funny (sad) thing is that poor Liev Schreiber who is in the ENTIRE movie gets dropped to the back portion of the cover so that they can pump the other hyped characters. Apparently Sabertooth has gotten too much spot light in the past.
What sucks is that Gambit and Deadpool are my favorite Marvel characters. I still buy Deadpool comics regularly and it angers me to no end how FOX butchered more Marvel (now Disney) property. Gambit talks like a Cajun for maybe two minutes, then pretends to be spider-man and that ‘s it.
Do the people that write and direct these films even read the comics?
Ryan Reynolds still is the perfect Deadpool, but he got zero screen time and the whole Weapon XI plus that secret ending that no one got to see just killed it for me. Explain how swords can exist when you have to bend at the elbows and maybe I’ll reconsider. Oh and btw Wolverine, Mortal Kombat called and they are suing you for copying Baraka. We’ll see how the spinoff Deadpool turns out, but I’m not holding my breath.
Hopefully Disney won't let this go down in the future.
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