I had a day not far off as you describe……

It was TBC end game and It was a Saturday. Through out the day of doing dailies, picking up left over quests, grinding and listing myself on the old school LFG tool (If you were there, you know what I mean) I was continuously ganked by corpse camping rouges, fighting for my skins after killing animals by lazy gits, fighting for spawns for dailies and quests’ after all this I was already raging and with the few Dungeons I ran being hard work and fruitless. Then I get an invite for a HC I think it was Mana Tombs, although im sure I forget the name although I know it was the one I had been wanting all day, great im thinking……….. spent the next 5 mins trying to escape a corpse camping rouge and was ready to go. The run wasn’t easy but I remember thinking as long as my helm drops’ the name of which I cant remember (I think purposely) it will make up for the day ive had. We down him……….anticipation is killing me as the tank moves to loot………… BINGO my helm drops. Im the only leather wearing party member…. The tank and the rest of the DPS congrats me as I have told them my perils of the day and how much I wanted it……. The shammy healer stays silent…. Needs, wins and drops group with a “HAHAHAHAHAHAHA”

That’s it ive “blown my conkers” as we say the UK, I mean I really lost the plot, im shouting at my PC “YOU ******* NINJA” and don’t know what to do with myself. I explained to my guild what happened and told them I wont be back for a long time if at all. Rage quit and that was it for 7 months.

When I finally did log back into the game tho, I was still in my guild and they all said “welcome back, you were away a lot longer than we all though but we knew you would be back”

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