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Why I hate my hematology clinic, pt. 647

Thursday, December 13th, 2007

I had a blood draw this afternoon, because I really didn’t want to go in on Friday this week with all the other shit I have to do. Less than an hour later, I got one of the usual totally content-less phone messages, although strangely it was left by a phlebotomist rather than a nurse, and it seemed like an unusually fast turn-around time.

Well, apparently, that’s because they didn’t actually have any results to report, because they didn’t, in fact, run any tests on my blood, because it turns out that THEY LOST IT.

The nurse I got when I called back–she seemed surprised that the tech did not explain this in the original message–said that it “got put in the wrong tube.” The wrong tube? WTF? I think we can all agree this means that THEY LOST IT.

So now I have to go back in at fucking 8 am tomorrow, which I scheduled this blood draw–which ran late, incidentally, and made ME late for other obligations–SPECIFICALLY TO AVOID, and I will almost certainly be late for the lecture of the course I TA, because it starts at 8:50.

I hate everyone. Also, I only have SO MUCH BLOOD.

Sony’s target demographic: witless misogynistic man-children, apparently

Tuesday, July 10th, 2007

Misogynistic PS2 ad

Yes. The bottom right corner of this PS2 advertisement does actually say Because your girlfriend bores you shitless. How you managed to actually GET a girlfriend remains a mystery.

This is just another manifestation of how the general gaming culture, even as it is propagated by the people who ostensibly want to sell it to anyone who will buy, is extremely hostile to women. You hear these marketing people flapping their jaws about how they think women just don’t like SHOOTING ALIENS or something, and THAT’S why they don’t game (putting aside, for a moment, the many women who do–they’re still vastly outnumbered by men outside of casual gaming), and then they turn around and produce this shit. Gee, I wonder why women think they wouldn’t have a good time gaming. Could it be because half the market goes out of its way to suggest that all the OTHER gamers are witless misogynistic man-children?

You may recall NCSoft’s addition of female NPCs to City of Heroes–specifically, non-combatant air-headed gangster girlfriends. Do you notice a common theme here? Oh, those women! They’re boring! Because they’re stupid! Because all they talk about is clothes and stuff! Silly women! Can you believe they got the vote?

Well, to be fair, there’s a second PS2 ad suggesting that sometimes women are boring because they talk about other people’s interpersonal relationships. And in case you didn’t click through, here’s that CoH screenshot:

Horrific Sexism in CoH

Pretty much the only women with whom you interact, apparently, are “girlfriends.” (Note the NPC’s designation in that screenshot.) Women exist in this world solely in relation to men (and not even in any other relationship other than “annoying pet”; what, gamers don’t have MOTHERS?), who apparently tolerate them for sex, since they’re so damn boring otherwise. All these women think about is their appearances, probably so that they can keep the poor bored guys enthralled for some more of that sex, which I’m sure is really awesome and satisfying. Naturally such boring and stupid creatures wouldn’t have any interest in the manly pursuit of GAMING.

Hey, Sony? Maybe what with getting your ass handed to you by Nintendo and all, you might want to consider some new tactics that don’t specifically alienate one of the major groups Nintendo is wooing. Or, you know, I guess witless misogynistic man-children ARE a niche.

Thanks to belleweather for the link.

ETA: This is not to suggest that I think that clothes are stupid and/or boring. No one who has ever met me would credit it. This is, of course, the flip side of “women only talk about things that are frivolous and boring”; that is, “if women talk about something, it must therefore be frivolous and boring.” I find clothes vastly more interesting than cars or football, and you know, pretty much everyone HAS them. We won’t go into how extremely cute my outfit is today, even though this is my blog and anyone who doesn’t like it can take their PS2 and go jump in the lake.


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