… so I can’t play WoW.
I know some people won’t or can’t log in due to things like:
- Expired subscription
- Lack of Internet connection
- Family obligations
- High latency (wimps!)
- Earthquakes, floods, cyclones, bushfires, nuclear meltdown or alien abduction
But one of my greatest deterrents to logging in, is the empty bar fridge.
Will raid for beer
Yes, I have a bar fridge.
Yes I have a bar fridge next to my PC.
Yes I have a bar fridge that is considered a part of my “office furniture”. It’s what my printer sits on (which in turn is Odin’s cat’s favorite perch).
I used to only have a normal fridge, but rushing to the fridge for a beer while guarding the Limber Mill can lose the node.
It also had the disadvantage of being closer to the toilet, thus an unnecessary temptation was introduced every time I ran for a beer…
Maybe I should make space in the bladder while I’m here…
I now have to reach past the bar fridge to turn on my PC and I reflexively open the fridge first… If it’s empty, I hesitate before starting the PC.
Real mates in a virtual world
I have mentioned before that one of the reasons I started playing WoW was so I could drink with my mates. This may seem strange, but when you consider that my friends of 30 years are now spread out in a 60km radius around the city, it mates a lot more sense to catch up virtually than to run the gauntlet of police, death and destruction by jumping in the car to meet up.
We do this occasionally. In fact there is a LAN this weekend (which I can’t make,,, grrr) designed to allow us to overdose on physical presence for a couple more months.
So when I log on to WoW, it’s not just for the slaying of Internet dragons, it’s for the burping, farting, slurring, shit-stirring interaction normally experienced in a dirty offcast-of-society public bar.
I know I’m not alone, many of my mates play by the old Kelly-pool rules we used in crappy clubs and billiard halls for years.
- I can’t play well until beer number 5
- I play shit after beer number 7…
- Don’t let that stop you drinking!
- Drink till you have the 2nd wind (or drop)
What do you mean you don’t need alcohol to have fun…? damn virtual worlds will convince someone of anything!
My facerolling is different to yours
Many a raid has ended in literal facerolling due to:
- Vision becomes so blurry that one has to bury their face in the keyboard just to see which key to press, and while I’m down there, I might as well use my nose to press the button, or
- The player just faceplants due to lack of sleep and excess of personal poison.
I say I, but being a Mage, with only one or two keys to press, it’s not usually me faceplanting… It’s normally the healers who are both drunk and bored.
I ran out of beer the other day, so I fell back to backup plan number one.
I dragged out the duty free bottle of Jamiesons and tossed back a few.
Which got me uttering a new AFK statement. Rather than:
brb beer & bio
Back in 3 shakes of the icetray.
Unfortunately the beer fridge is empty and the Jamieson’s bottle is now nothing more than a college shelf ornament.
So I haven’t logged in for two days.
No really, it’s had nothing to do with working 12+ hour days, it’s all to do with the empty shelves in the bar fridge.
I really need to get some beers in the fridge, it’s raid night tonight and I wouldn’t want to let the team down by being sober!
Gnomer and Out (of beer)!
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