...I can be a little, um....bitchy.
I can point blame toward a genetic and cultural predisposition (alcoholism and Irish-ness) and a sprinkle of spoiled brat with a dash of pepper for good measure.
Last Tuesday, in my neighborhood, we got selected by Mother Nature to have snow. I stayed home. I joined a PUG raid for Ulduar on my priest, Zep, whose name got turned into Zeptini by the RL. (What is that about Raid Leaders and their butchering of toon names? Not that I give a damn.) I have the Ironbound Drake on Miss Matty (big, big thank you to Xak for leading that one - most fun ever), and thought what the hell, go for it.
Well, few hours later, big headache, a roller coaster ride of nerd-rage and Asperger's later, got the achievements needed for the drake, which is what I went in for. A bonus would be any transmog loot, natch. A pretty dress dropped. A druid took it. But, to be fair, I did win a cool mace, and some other junk. I say "junk," and now you are all going to want to punch me in my stupid face. Apparently, the poor raid leader had been searching for these thingamabobs, these Val'anyr fragments to finish his legendary thingy, and he finally got the last one. Then, fragments kept dropping left and right. I was being so spiteful about the damn dress, which I would have traded something cool for, that I rolled on the first fragment and won it. The RL then said only roll if you really plan on finishing up the legendary thingy. Sure, what the hell. Maybe. Perhaps. I might. I obtained two more fragments, and went on my merry way.
|Is that a legendary in your pocket or are you just glad to see me?|
Karma is also a bitch, because this happened:
Go into LFR, just for VP - don't really care about anything else. Get in fast, and it's just what I wished = 3/8! Go in, and get top damage! Hooray!
And...it's because "MATAOKA ISN'T HEALNG!"
Oh, SH*T! I accidentally queued as a healer, realize my mistake and make a big public apology. One player whispers me and calls me an asshole. I say to the whole group, "I know you think I am an asshole, but I promise you it was a mistake. I am really sorry."
Rexagoodtime is the one who whispered me, concerned with the state of my assholeness.
To Rex, and Bab, (who as you can see was cool), and the whole group who got the achievement "Stood in the Fire," too, I am sorry. I will not be tired anymore, I will never, ever make a mistake like that again, and learned my lesson. You have nerd-spanked me good, sir, and may I have another?
Well, it's a damn shame when someone makes a sincere apology it's not credible. I get it, I really, really do.
Thank you for being concerned with my personal character flaws. I'll see what I can do. In the meantime, I've got some fragments to find.