At my best, I tend to be slightly absentminded. Unfortunately, the other day last week, I was NOT at my best.
After killing, I dunno, sixteen thousand dragons in Deepholm (I might be being conservative there), I finally had enough mats to send them off to our Kat and have her make me a pair of shiny new bracers. I squealed when I got them in the mail and then put them in my bags with a reminder to gem and enchant them before raid on Wednesday.
So raid rolled around on Wednesday and I suddenly remembered that I had yet to equip my new bracers. I went digging around in my bags looking for them.
They weren’t there.
Kia’s Brain: /facepalm
Kia’s Brain: I had NOTHING to do with this one.
Kia: Oh, I know. You were totally absent that day.
Kia’s Brain: No kidding.
See, I’ve been Loremastering like crazy (two and a half zones to go in Kalimdor!) and… well. I wasn’t paying much attention. And I vendored my shiny new bracers. I VENDORED THEM.
And didn’t discover it until days after it happened.
In despair, I opened a ticket and told Jen to put me back on the bottom of the list for Essences, just in case I needed to start all over again. Which I was resigned to do, feeling it to be just punishment for being so monumentally stupid and brainless.
Two days later, I got this response:
And accompanying that was mail in my mailbox with my bracers attached.
I know we as players sometimes come down hard on Blizzard and sometimes justifiably so. We are protective of this game that we love. But sometimes, they can give us a lot of joy.
The thought of Murloc pyramids warmed my heart for the rest of the day. Kudos, Blizz GM, kudos.