And being tossed into a situation for which one is not entirely prepared doesn't happen all the time? I'd contend that players, and PCs, are uniquely prepared for the unexpected, situations requiring problem solving which can be explored in the comfort of the gaming environment. Fun might also be a subjective thing...
On May 22, 1976, I was on a picnic with my former platoon at Ft. Richardson, Alaska, playing baseball and having a great time. On May 23, 1976, I woke up with a left foot that looked like a purple balloon and was extremely painful, sufficient that I could not put weight on it. That was a Sunday. On sick call Monday morning, the Ft. Richardson health clinic took one look and immediately sent me to the Elmendorf Air Force Base hospital with a suspected case of phlebitis. May 23rd was also my ninth month anniversary of being married. Phlebitis test the next day showed nothing amiss. On June 14th, 1976, I began to have discomfort and discoloration in my right foot, and by June 21, 1976, my right foot resembled my left foot. On June 23rd, Dr. Richard Gaston at the Elmendorf AFB Hospital made a diagnosis of Erythomelalgia, with no real good outlook. I spent my first anniversary at Madigan Army Hospital at Fort Lewis, Washington, get a lumbar nerve block in my lower back in an attempt to relieve the problem. I flew to Ft. Lewis, strapped in a stretcher, in the back of a C-141. I have spent three days flying from Elmendorf AFB to Andrews AFB outside of Washington, D. C. strapped to a stretcher. I have spent ten months in essentially a hospital bed until an off-the-wall medication that should not have worked did work, and I was able to walk a bit again. I was placed on the temporary retired list for disability in July of 1978, at the ripe old age of 26, being permanently retired in September of 1980. I have also had to bury my first-born son, who birthday was December 16, 1984. This makes Christmas Time to be a bit bittersweet.
I am all to well aware from my background of how unexpected things can occur. I have been dealing with that most of my life. That is why I will not tolerate it in a game, which is in theory, recreation. I guess you can take the view that a "real man" would simply "suck" all of that up and ignore it. If that is your viewpoint, then feel free to view me a not a 'real man".
Also, how many of you enjoy dealing with 'run amok" computers are your work? Do you jump and down for joy at having to deal with the unexpected?
If you do not, why not? Or is it only fun when someone else has to deal with it? My wife has to deal with them all of the time at work. She emphatically
DOES NOT enjoy the experience, and I spend a lot of time listening to the problems. No, it is not fun for me knowing that she is having major problems, as it wears her down a lot. This does mean a lot of nice dinners to try and compensate for the work problems.