More Fun Than You Ever Imagined

I am, in some ways, a masochist. I enjoy horrible video games, terrible movies and other things that make my body convulse with absolute revulsion. This personal trait plays out in my World of Warcraft experience via a high tolerance for terrible groups just to see how bad things really can get before I cry uncle.

Today this habit played out, in its full disgusting glory, on my shaman. While I am not a great master of the shaman class I get by alright for the most part. I understand some basic principles and look up information to augment my understanding of the class. However in going into the trenches of the world of pick up Karazhan groups on a low population server I am a prodigy at not only my alternate character's class but also breathing, speaking, and standing up right.

Under most circumstances I am inclined to give pick up players some slack. As long as they do nothing that makes me want to bash my own head in with my keyboard I am a happy sort of fellow. Today, though, was one of those perfect storms of shit that are whispered about by children on a camping trip. Three, yes three, Karazhan groups formed today with my shaman involved. How did my shaman get into three Karazhan groups all in the same day? 99% of you know this answer but humor me.

All three failed to kill Attumen.

I could regale you all with the horrors I saw in these short lived road trips down Hades birth canal but I am ill equipped to convey to you just how bad it really was out there in PUGland. I cannot do anything but laugh at how absurd the whole thing was, in retrospect. I find it funny how fast you can go from one crap group to another. There was one common thread though, in every single wipe.

As I began to press my fancy lightning bolt key (my shaman is elemental) I noticed the tanks lost aggro right quick. As they moved to try and pick up Attumen I saw the familiar feet shuffle and slow reaction time that can only come from someone well versed in the art of keyboard turning. I felt like I was watching some sort of horror movie with a puppet slowly moving its head to face me.

I did not even get any badges of justice this time around.