[To set the stage: I decided to go home for lunch because I didn’t want to pay money for a salad. As I pull up to my house, I notice the driveways is full of cars, which is a bit unusual. I park, get out, go inside. My mother is in the basement.]
Reg: …mooooom? Mom: We’re in the basement! …
This is amazing. I wish my mum would join when me and my sister play Dragon Age. All our mum does is make snarky comments and complain that she wants to watch tv. :(
Mum has just told me that one of her friends has talked her son out of going to university. He has just studied making computer games at college (not sure what the course would be called) and wanted to do it at uni. She’s talked him into doing a plumbing apprenticeship.
Apparently her reasoning is that there are no jobs (what?!) in this area and he’ll be wasting his time.
Then my mum tells me that she’s tried to talk my sister out of going to uni too. Soph wants to study the same course as me. (BA (Hons) Film & Media Studies.) Rather annoyed I asked my mum why.
She tells me that she wishes me and Soph would study something more practical or get apprenticeships. Then she tells me that working in film, television or gaming will never happen and I should give up and get a “normal job”.
Please reblog this if you know someone who has been eaten by Reavers and is now the hood ornament of a Reaver ship. About 85% of people will not reblog this because they have no idea what a Reaver is; about 10% will start speaking Chinese, or say something profound like, "I swear by my pretty floral bonnet, I will end you", and about 5% will start singing "The Hero of Canton".
This whole situation with Jennifer Hepler and Reddit has had me foaming at the mouth since Saturday, and reading through the article about it on Kotaku (with the thoughtlessly chosen header image) set my teeth back on edge again tonight. It’s bad enough that the misogynistic “I swear I’m a nice…