Im not that old, but I do wonder at what point, if ever, is it sad to find toys/stuff designed for young people fun?

I dont like hunting and meat smokers. Or sports. Im into classic consoles and rc cars and Legos. Sometimes I feel like people have kids just so they can try to relive their own kid days. But I do that on a daily basis. Im surrounded by “kid” stuff, right down to 90s vhs cartoons and a Bop it.

My co workers would think its very odd that I spent the weekend playing atari and building legos. I guess I did put up some wood paneling too. But most other people were probably trucking their kids to sports practice and smoking a hog.

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      I mean I do use it as a form of escapism, but my life is tip top otherwise, so id say its not a big deal.

      Its just hard to find others to enjoy the same things! Id love to have a goldeneye night or a lan party or something but it seems like no one does that anymore.

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        I was thinking how there’s healthy and then unhealthy escapism. A break versus avoidance.

        That aside, in support of you, I can’t see how building with Legos for part of the evening is any ‘worse’ - less mature, sophisticated, or what have you - than watching some sitcom or YouTube slop. Certainly not sad in either sense of the word. You are actively feeding your creativity and maybe processing out life stuff (play therapy is a thing, even for adults). How cool is that?

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      This was more or less my response when looking at the question. If it’s an unhealthy, hyperfocus escape, then it’s kinda sad. But just a fun thing that you enjoy spending time doing with the other life stuff in check? Not sad, go nuts.

      Waaay back in the day when I lived in a little fishing village, we had a community falling domino guy. He lived with his mom, and my family had reason to stop by his house to pick some stuff up once. The whole scene struck child me as kinda sad. But taking a step back: the guy had something he really enjoyed, he brought it to the broader community for them to enjoy pretty often, and he had a place of note in the local community through that. Took away quite a bit of my initial impression.