The saying goes “don’t hate the player, hate the game”. There so much to hate about that simple phrase. I’m not one to “hate” anything. It’s a strong word and you shouldn’t be throwing words like that around. I’ll tell you this much, however, I intensely dislike the player and their little games. You’d think games are the type of thing we leave behind in middle school, maybe even high school… AT LEAST college. Yet, here we are playing cat and mouse…
I’d rather listen to a couple of words by Dead Prez- “Don’t hate the game cause the game don’t feed you / Don’t hate the world cause the world don’t need you”. Yeah, I like that a lot better. At the end of the day those game aren’t getting you anywhere. We have bigger fish to fry. Some of us are trying to get our act together. Buy houses. Start businesses. Raise kids. You know… be something, do something. I don’t have the time or patience to live my life by the three day rule.
I think we need to put on our big kid pants and step up. I mean, really… when you look ahead ten years from now do you think that your ability to “spit game” is going to land you that big promotion? Do you think that your milkshake will bring all the boys to the yard when you’re pushing 40? Honey, Cougar Town is only a show on TV. Act grown. I don’t know about you, but I’m trying to buy my mom a house not live in hers my whole life. I want to see the world. It’s big and it’s bad. BRING IT!
That’s intimidating I’m told. Fantastic. Player-0 ‘Lina-1. Leave the game playing at home and be real. It’s getting old… Or maybe I am?





