I don't recall ever having liked the
game Monopoly. First of all, it involved
math. Collecting properties had its
perks I guess. I always wanted the
utilities and railroads. Buying houses
and hotels never seemed all that exciting to me. I always ended up being out of the game when
I'd land on them - unless I was playing it with my brother and his friends
(which I don't think I ever was) who would milk the game and owe one another to
be paid back "whenever you do get the money - or a little at a time - each
time you pass go" Wasn't Monopoly
already too long of a game? I don't like
Monopoly.
Jenna LOVES Monopoly. Seems good at it. I beat her for the first time tonight. It was all well and good when I landed on her
hotel infested property, but it wasn't so cool when she landed on mine. Takes after my mom who was somewhat a sore
loser - but she was even a worse winner.
Jenna gloats. Like me, her
favorite things to collect are the railroads and utilities. The rules vary when we play by
ourselves. When Roland joins us there
isn't as much lenience. We have to
mortgage everything. Jenna and I will
make bargains with unmortgaged property in order to get out of debt.
Whatever.
I don't like Monopoly still. Same reasons as before but as an adult I
cringe at being able to mortgage for only half and sell hotels and houses back
to the bank for far less than what we paid for them - sort of like owning
property in real life and trying to get loans and having our life events change
at the throw of the dice. Monopoly is
not fun. Paying taxes is not fun. Having the banks milk you for more money than
they fork out - Monopoly is not just a game.
It's real life. And I don't like
it.
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