I'm a nerd, I'm not afraid to say it. I even wear my nerdiness on my sleeve, quite literally. I own many pieces of video game clothing, and accessories. In Sept. of 2006 Jinx launched a line of "fashionable" clothing around World of Warcraft. I got really excited and bought a couple of t-shirts and hoodies. I wear my "For The Horde" Hooded Sweatshirt everywhere I go like it's the source of my super powers.
Slowly but surely this sweater has become a curse. It started out innocently enough with people randomly asking me what server I was on, or what level was I? Then something changed....I started getting shit from Alliance players. Like at first gentle ribbing, but then full on angry people. I let it roll off my back and laughed to myself that people could take a game so seriously.
In the last two months it's gotten worse though, a constant stream of people asking me why I play the Horde, or what level my characters are, or how I'm playing my classes wrong. The final straw came two weeks ago when I went to the big mall near where I work. First I was shopping for shoes when a kid who totally fit the taking a pipe bomb to school to "show my friends" profile started harassing me for playing the Horde. Ok fine...it's happened before no biggie. Then he wanted to "duel" me in the store, and started calling out moves his character would do. It was also really hot in the store so I unzipped my sweater a bit....totally forgetting I had another World of Warcraft shirt on underneath. The kid then whips out his camera phone, and snaps a picture of me and says "this is going on Myspace". Creepy.
The story with this kid goes on a few more minutes, but my girlfriend and I just continued shopping laughing off what just happened. We then get to another store when another kid looks at me and says "For the horde!". I gave him a thumbs up and kept looking at whatever trinkets we were admiring at the time. About five minutes later in the crowded mall, in the crowded store this kid on his way out SCREAMS "FOR THE HORDE YEAH!!!".
On Friday night I was pumping gas and the guy at the next pump starts staring at me, and I know what's coming next. I hear "hey...what server" and it starts all over again. I think it's time for a new sweater, any suggestions?
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