I've really got to start writing earlier in the day.
Something about working here worth note, be it fortunately or unfortunately, I've had the opportunity to meet, interact and generally deal with a very broad cross-section of humanity that self-assigns the title of 'gamer'.
Gamers, in many (most) circles synonymous with geek, nerd, and poindexter, are my key beneficiaries. That in itself could be taken as a very scary thought. Really it's pretty much impossible to be one of my customers and not simultaneously be a game enthusiast.
Oh sure, there have been those few who needed to stop by for just a few minutes of Internet access or the one or two lonely college students who (for some fucking reason) shun gaming in the favor of writing a term paper. I imagine both these groups were turned off by an atmosphere thick with screams of 'headshot!' and a general cacophony of terms questioning the sexual orientation of the user said term was directed at.
What I'm trying to say is...they call each other gay a lot.
I allow this, to some degree, when it's between friends, as I imagine in their youth they are still homophobic to some degree. I allow it, because I enjoy the irony.
I'm not about to turn down the noise for the sake of those few alternate users, thats for damn sure. Because even if they're dressed sharper, smell better, and probably have/make more money than my gamers, they're not my beneficiaries.
So fuck 'em.
But I got off track...I wanted to talk about gamers, not non-gamers, so I'll get back to this in a part two of sorts.
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