The Games People Play

After avoiding any participation in the Candy Crush phenomenon , resistance seemed futile and the app was loaded. I was as lost as a two year old for quite some time. ( Apologies to the many two year olds capable of beating me ) Surrounded by a seemingly magical digital world of candies, I embarked on my quest to match three like-items of the sweets in columns and rows. I cannot honestly say that I have enjoyed it as much as I can confess my drive to avoid defeat.

I would stop playing and express disgust and ridicule the many players who are hooked on the game. Then I would pick it up again and begin playing. Walk away. Stop playing. Return. Resume play. Rinse and repeat. Rainbow candies. Wrapped candies. Striped candies. The stuff of nightmares.

Desperate players appear on Facebook soliciting help from friends. Chat rooms are born like Candy Crush Anonymous sites to share struggles. Cheat apps are created to help you move to the next level of the game albeit "unethical". Let's just agree to disagree.

You are invited to purchase boosters that by design should help you zip through a game but they typically explode in random sequences. You might get lucky and have the perfect boosters at the perfect time for the perfect placement in your game. You might see a unicorn later.

Zero cheats but admittedly several booster purchases later, I was at level 245. I had been there for a lengthy amount of time. So long, in fact, I had moved my citizenship to level 245 and was receiving mail there. Staring at the screen did not help. I played the same game over and over and over.... and cue the failure music...womp,womp.

Coincidentally a friend has had a problem with a glitch on her Candy Crush game. It repeatedly sends a "failure to connect to store" message . Last evening, in the dark of night, I decided to delete the app and re-load it. Yes, even though the screen sent a foreboding message warning of lost data and a  locust outbreak if I dared delete. So delete I did.

And I found that...wait for it...that Chicken Little screen that screamed of impending doom was absolutely and totally correct. Cue the failure music. It was wiped clean. Back to level one you go. Do not pass go.
How could I do such a thing? Unfreakingbelievable ! And I call myself a friend !

Blow out your torches townspeople. I tested it on my own device. My own game. Back to level one. Clearly now I will permanently step away from the demon addiction and read a book.  Yes to the book.  The walking away...not so much. I wonder how quickly I can return to the level from which I came ???

Admit defeat ?? Never !!! Cue the cackling howling laughter.