It’s Minimum Wage Week at Rock, Paper, Shotgun! I mean, sure, why not? That could be true.
Yesterday I posted about a cyberpunk call centre game, and this morning I’ve been working a checkout in Forever [official site]. It’s a free game with an endless queue of customers to ring up, fiddling with objects in awkward physics to find and scan barcodes, while wondering “Wait… do we even sell bloody knives or did they bring that themself?” It’s a fine few minutes of fun.
Come on, that’s enough. You’ve had enough. It’s noon. Get up. Get out of the house. I’m going for a swim, and if you’re still there when I get back, I’ll be sorely disappointed. We follow a strict Victorian physical code here, you know: a brisk walk, a dunk in some nice cold water, then a seven-course lunch once we’re all back. Don’t pout. Oh, at the very least, do go for a virtual walk. It’ll still enrich you, and might help you shake your grumps off if you’re playing the delightful Porapora.
