Posted by sean on March 1, 2010 at 6:51 pm in Video Games with No Comments

I turned on my PS3 after work, only to be greeted with the rather alarming welcoming message “Registration of the trophy information could not be completed. The game will quit. (8001050f)”

It turns out, this is something to do with February 29th, which didn’t actually happen this year, and a recent software upgrade that has caused everyone’s consoles to break and cause the date to revert back to 01/01/2000. This also means games cannot be played due to trophies getting messed up.

All this was found out after much self-diagnosis. Being a male and working in IT, I naturally refuse to read instructions and seek advice elsewhere, so it was a last resort when I called upon Google for help.

Along with an explanation as to what had happened, and a promise of a 24 hour fix, I was warned by Sony “not to use my console”

It’s a bit late for that now…

On the plus side, it looks like there may be a new job for me to apply for. I hear Sony are advertising for a replacement ‘PlayStation 3 Updates Manager’. The position has suddenly become available today.

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