I’ve never been a gamer. Although my brother has desperately attempted since my early childhood days to convert me to the dark side, it never really resonated with me. Sure, I had my fair share of NBA, WWE, Mario, Street Fighter and racing games (my brother is the only boy among us siblings so he had to bully the youngest one a.k.a. me to play with him), but I didn’t know what I was doing half of the time.
Then Pokemon came out. And as usual, my brother tried to get me into it. But by this time, he already tried (and failed) to teach me how to play Magic cards that when I saw Pokemon had cards as well, I completely shut down. Needless to say, my Pokemon career never flew off. As a result, I only knew Pikachu (because duh), Charmander (because everyone kept mentioning it) and Jigglypuff (because the name is too cute not to know). I never saw a single episode of Pokemon, let alone the movie. It’s safe to say I was not a Pokemon-loving kid. So when Pokemon Go suddenly became all the rage this year, I was the most clueless and uninterested person in the entire world (universe rather) of this phenomenon.
Now, imagine me playing Pokemon Go. You’re in for one funny (and epicly disastrous) Pokemon Go noob experience.