Warcraft Wank…again.

Ok.  I’ve been out of Guild Intrepid for well over 6 months now. (full story here) and (here)

Please note that timeframe: 6 months.   In that time, I haven’t spoken to or whispered or PST’d any of the old guild leaders.  Period.  Though quite a few Intrepid members have now left and joined our friends’ guild, Stormcrows (formed by some friends of ours IRL).

Now my little pally, Rug, has since grown up & become my main toon, an 80-level badass tank. And the last few heroic & raid runs, she’s gotten quite a bit of epic gear. (RED SWORD OF COURAGE!! WOOT!!)

So after getting several good drops one day, and with our usual Stormcrows enchanters not being on at that point, I started messaging trade chat looking for an enchanter to do several enchants to my new gear.  I’ve got no qualms about spreading gold-love to the WoW economy, and with my alt, Pyra, being an enchanter, I know how hard — and expensive — it is to level the enchanting prof. 🙂

So after I send the "looking for enchant" message a couple times, I get a whisper…from Shiriatai, the wife of the Intrepid leader, Frostnova, telling me, "Oh, Rob’ll be glad to do those for you for free, hun."

Please note the above time frame. Please note the full story of Sociopathic Manipulator Rob.

I didn’t say anything.  I didn’t whisper back. I just ignored it (not /ignore, just let it go without a response).  And within a second or two of that message, someone else messaged me, and I got my gear enchanted — dwarf pally is happy, enchanter is happier by 30 gold, and my guildies were begging me to tank heroic Halls of Lightning because the tank they’d PUG’d was total fail. Life was good…

…then I got another whisper from Ms. Shiriatai, asking how dare I ignore her, she’s never done anything to me & Brett, yada yada yada.

Yeah.  I didn’t respond to that either, and slapped HER butt on /ignore.

Like, lady, you & that jerk husband of yours taking little stuff extremely personal & blowing up over it, crap that 99% of the regular world will simply shrug off, is one of the final straws that drove me & Brett OUT of Intrepid.  You’re little manipulators — get with it, sister.  Me & Brett have been on the receiving end of such shit before from much bigger sharks than you. We play WoW for fun, not to deal with your drama.  Grow up.

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