Everytime I spend time with my grandkids I learn something about popular culture. Apparently the latest craze is a text only game called Bitlife. Bitlife is everything you do in real life (IRL) but it is compressed into about half an hour!
“I’m walking my dog”, says Julia. I already walked my dog this morning IRL, I’m thinking.
“I have six grandchildren,” she says. Hmmmm, IRL I only have five.
“Do you talk about your lives with your friends”, I ask.
“My friend had to kill her father because he was a pedaphile”, says Julia.
Yikes!
They are begging me to play but as a person of the third age I feel like it’s just IRL. Most of it seems to be ‘been there, done that’ territory (except for the pedaphile father!), but they find it fun. When they scream out that they are getting a car, I say, “I have a car”. At first I thought that there was some altruism build into the game because I heard things like “I’m helping my grandson pay for college”, but then I hear Willow talk about having a life of crime next time she played so I’m not sure.
“I’m 104!!!”
Maybe there is something to it. Willow insists that I help her play out her life of crime next round so I will ‘improve our relationship’, as Bitlife calls it, by joining in. I hope nobody gets hurt!!!
