My Foray into Capitalism
Well, this weekend I made another foray into the Sim world. No, Kyle, I did not play with your Sim. I got my hands on the new pets expansion and played with it. It's rather interesting, if odd. Dogs and cats can now have jobs and make money. ( I'm gonna review then after cut tell story )
Family is making money hand-over fist, so I decide to start a business. I build a little store, stock it with all sorts of toys, and wait for the customers to come. They come, play on the lot, and leave. When I try to sell them stuff, I can only sell them a cat, which I don't wanna. So, I think, well, that's weird. And my customers keep ranting at me. So I put in a ticket machine and start charging admission. After about two days I click on the thing. There's an option to turn on. So I do that. And then I make money. This was my first hand-plant moment. I'd had strangers wandering through the house, randomly using the bowling alley and eating my food at all hours, and I hadn't even been charging them! And then about two days later, I went and looked at the store. I still couldn't sell anything. And it hit me. You know, if you want to sell stuff, you should probably mark it for sale. It generally works better than putting things on shelves and then telling people they can't have them. Thus ends, for the moment, my foray into capitalism. It will probably continue later, say on Wednesday, though hopefully with more than 2 brain cells engaged this time.
Family is making money hand-over fist, so I decide to start a business. I build a little store, stock it with all sorts of toys, and wait for the customers to come. They come, play on the lot, and leave. When I try to sell them stuff, I can only sell them a cat, which I don't wanna. So, I think, well, that's weird. And my customers keep ranting at me. So I put in a ticket machine and start charging admission. After about two days I click on the thing. There's an option to turn on. So I do that. And then I make money. This was my first hand-plant moment. I'd had strangers wandering through the house, randomly using the bowling alley and eating my food at all hours, and I hadn't even been charging them! And then about two days later, I went and looked at the store. I still couldn't sell anything. And it hit me. You know, if you want to sell stuff, you should probably mark it for sale. It generally works better than putting things on shelves and then telling people they can't have them. Thus ends, for the moment, my foray into capitalism. It will probably continue later, say on Wednesday, though hopefully with more than 2 brain cells engaged this time.