I play few games from time to time. You may have heard of them. Some are quite popular. Bejewled Blitz, Fruit Ninja, Angry Birds, Typing Maniac, and a few others I don’t get into as much anymore but I used to love (ahem..Farmville).
But those don’t count do they? At least I never thought they did. When I pictured “gamer” I pictured someone playing WOW, Skyrim, Halo, Assassins Creed, or any other of those games they market to the stereotypical “gamer” market.
Other than my love of Zelda (and sometimes Super Mario Galaxy), I don’t fit the pattern. I am not marketed to. I don’t count. I am not someone they can make money from. I am a girl and not one of those “fake gamer girls” who buy your games in droves despite how rarely companies choose to represent our gender in a positive, non-objective light. Since they are obviously fake, companies don’t seem to market to the “gamer girls” either. They will obviously just follow whatever the boys are into anyway (insert sarcasm button here).
Except I spent $ on a game a gazillion years old because I remember loving it in college (turns out Myst doesn’t work so well on modern systems). I bought a used Nintendo 64 way outdated so I could play Pokemon Snap and Zelda Ocarina of Time. I re-bought those games on the Wii when I realized that was an option. I dream of owning a $300 machine because the new Zelda looks that amazing but know it won’t be a reality since I never could justify spending the $ on Skyward Sword (poverty is to blame here).
Except that some companies do market to me. Every time I consider buying coins for a Bejeweled power-up, It is because I am a customer. Every time I watch an add in the middle of a Text-Twist game, I am a customer. Every time I hunt for games like Myst and Riven, I am a potential customer.
There isn’t a big message in this post, only a realization. I am not a gamer, but only because I didn’t believe I counted.