A Farmboy’s Wages

A major nuisance in World of Warcraft as the community and the game matures is the stealth farmer — the professional that needs to group and raid, but can only do so if he hides his professional status.

Probably as a result of the various anti-farm measures (bans, loots nerfs, rogue stealth nerfs, spawn adjustments to instances), making a living as a Warcraft gold farmer isn’t the gravy train it once was. Hell, making a living as a legit player isn’t the same gravy train either. So thanks for that.

Accordingly, there’s some pressure on the professionals to appear legit: to avoid detection by the Blizzard Collective AND to sneak their way into your juicy loot raid and score a few pieces. You don’t want that. Number one, they are the worst players anywhere. And number two, they won’t be satisfied to walk away with one piece of green loot that’s won more than halfway through the raid.

Trust me on that — as soon as they score something to add to the Auction House, they will be walking away … midraid … the sooner the better. Join another hapless raid, repeat, it’s a living.

You finally fill out your raid with required classes + others, everyone finally arrives at the instance, buffs are passed around, mana water is passed around, the puller pulls, the tank tanks, the raid kills, loot is rolled on, then … where the fuck did that rogue go? He’s in Ironforge, WTF.

Ok, you just got burned by a pro.

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Virtual Bums

Virtual Bums

Considering my “no nonsense” approach to dealing with online beggars, it might surprise you to learn that I actually envy real life bums: their carefree lifestyle, lack of appointments, no dragging around 68 pieces of work equipment, the lackadaisical approach to personal hygiene.

If I could keep my house and just store my bags of cans there, I’d be a bum tomorrow.