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...Andy Hanson, 24, is on a mission to break the most popular arcade game in America, a simulated golf match called Golden Tee. Over the next few months, he will spend days swinging at trees, walking into water hazards and bashing the game buttons as hard as he can, really trying to give the console a good whack...
Esteemed employee that he is, Hanson hopes to make the game stall, crash or buzz like a bad toaster. And, yes, he wreaks this havoc for a living, working as many as seven days a week in a Chicago-area office the size of a strip mall...
Video-game abuse has become a career these days, a crucial part of the $11 billion video-game industry. Hanson is a quality-assurance tester, who plays through every conceivable video-game scenario, looking for bugs, or problems, in a program before they hit the real world. Testers report glitches--a character walking offscreen, for example--to their company's programming department, which repairs the game's computer code. Then the game goes back to the testing department for further scrutiny, and the cycle repeats, often for months, until the game is bug free. "Testers are a special breed," says...
...Incredible Technologies, Hanson and his colleagues toil away in a dimly lighted room with charcoal gray carpeting, messing with the latest version of Golden Tee, due in 500 locales in November. Each tester has a code-melting specialty--simulating a drunken frat boy, for example--but all suggest that talent goes only so far when they're breaking games until sunrise. Admits Hanson: "You're just doing the same redundant thing, over and over again." Sounds par for the course...
...female footstools and ‘nice guys who think they should be getting more play’ everywhere by reminding them that looks and money, not just their personality, are to blame. It is rumored to be the homepage for the Yale Marching Band, all the members of Hanson and the head TF of Positive Psych.” Booyah for confessions...