I think I've come to the realization that shit doesn't faze me anymore. A few days ago I drove past a car accident that had happened a couple hours before. This dump truck had swerved across the road, cleared the guard rail and dropped a good 100 feet over the bank into the forest below. The chassis snapped in half as the load of the dump truck folded over onto the cab*. Upon stopping and looking at the wreckage I just sort of shrugged about it.
Then two days later I almost totaled my truck. A moose came out in front of me from the left hand side and stopped in my lane. I pulled off to the left and hit the brakes. By the time I came to a stop I was right next to it and maybe 4 inches to the left.
When I told my mother about it the next day she said, "Your heart must have been in your throat. Didn't you panic?" And the answer is no, I didn't panic. I wasn't freaked out by this near accident at all. In video games we are constantly presented with situations where we have zero time to make a decision and then act on that decision. Sometimes we even do it dozens of times per minute. After years and years of playing games these sorts of situations don't seem to bother or unsettle me like you would expect.
Have you ever been in any situation where you react differently because of the way video games have conditioned you?
*I would later learn that the driver is a distant cousin. He broke a couple bones but he will be fine.