The Gaming Helmet

            For my ideal day, I would like to be done university at Harvard for computer engineering and graphics design. I have been recently hired by Blizzard to work for them on an idea to revolutionize how to play video games.

            At 7:30 a.m., I wake up due to the sun's glare and the noise caused by morning traffic. I start my day by taking a 15-minute shower and serving myself some breakfast, just some scrambled eggs and bacon with tomatoes on the side, just like back at home.

            After making myself a cup of hot chocolate I prepare to leave for work. It is my first day working for Blizzard, the so called "hub" for real-time-strategy video games.

            Before I got hired by Blizzard, I was working on a project in university that would change the face of gaming forever. It's a special helmet that you wear, and what it does is tell commands to your units, and structures in strategy games.

            After coming up with the idea, I decided to call Blizzard to pitch my idea to their best programmers. I was very nervous when I made this call, mostly because of the fear of them calling it impractical and dumb. Luckily, they thought it was a great idea. So they gave me funding to begin my project, and a guaranteed job-spot after I was done university.

            At 8:30 a.m. I arrive at work I am greeted by my secretary, Pablo. Pablo gave a tour of the offices, and I was a bit intimidated by the fact that there were so many people, but otherwise it was a very nice tour. The highlights of the tour being the other developers letting me try out the new Starcraft series Starcraft 3 Return of the Swarm.

            After that tour around the place, Pablo showed me where I would be working, which was a large office with a couple of computers around the edge of the room, by the windows, where the sunlight was pouring in. There was also a large grey table in the middle of the office where I presumed that my co-workers and I would be here for meetings and discussions about the day's work. Pablo also introduced me to my co-workers whom were: Ricardo, Dimitri, Pedro, and Eric.

            After we all got acquainted, or reacquainted which was the case for me and my friend Eric, we started to get to work on the helmet, merely just brainstorming ideas on: how to translate thoughts into commands, how it looks, and what materials are needed to construct the helmet.

            Then we started to program commands into the specific chips that would carry out those commands for all the units in the game. By the time it was lunch we only got the move command done and tested, and believe it or not it worked like a charm.

            At 12:30 p.m. I sat down and had lunch with my co-workers in the cafeteria. It was like any normal cafeteria, tables everywhere, stands where people go to buy food of all varieties. My co-workers and I just sat, ate, and discussed the future of the helmet and as well as the future of Starcraft related events, and we also talked about our pasts, and how we got where we are today.

            At 1:30 p.m. we started to get back to work on the helmet. We re-tested the move command function on the helmet to make sure that it works, and luckily it did, which meant no extra work trying to work out what the problem was. By the end of the work day we wanted to have the stop command all worked out in game. We did encounter a minor issue where the unit would take an extra step then stop, but otherwise no other issues. At 5:40 p.m. I got home. I would have been home a bit earlier, but I had to pick up some dry-cleaning.

            I live in the Bay area in San Francisco in a nice, quaint one-bedroom apartment with the walls painted blue, which is my favourite colour. There is a kitchen with a table in the middle, a granite countertop, a full set of cupboards, a stove, and a fridge, just the simple necessities for a kitchen. I fixed myself up some dinner, nothing too big -- just some mashed potatoes with cheese on it, with sausages just like my grandma at home would make them when I was younger.

            After dinner I went to my living room to watch some TV. My living room isn't too big, really it's average-sized relatively for an apartment, with an armchair and a sofa, and also a coffee table in the middle with a few books about World War Two that I enjoy reading from time to time, to the corner is the 40-inch TV. I watched some Mythbusters and Big Bang Theory that I recorded last night on the PVR.

            Next, I decided to go to the office to play some Starcraft on the computer which is located in my office, I played three games all of which I won simply by capitalizing on my opponent's mistakes. Of course, as many have suspected my office is where I get my work done if need be. My office is painted again blue, due to my love for the colour, and it has so many bookshelves, all stacked with books, with a window overlooking the beautiful view of downtown San Francisco.

            At 10:30 p.m. I decided to take a quick bath before I go to sleep. My bathroom isn't much a white sink, a shower stall, and a toilet with tiled floor.

            Then I got into bed and slept until 7:30 a.m. where again I would wake to the glare of the sun and to daily morning traffic.

            To conclude, this is perhaps an accurate description of my ideal day.