Gnome Therapy

I have met a lot of really good players throughout my time in Azeroth. People that know how to play their class, know the ins and outs of the perfect rotation, the perfect gear stats and can talk to you for hours about how to tweak your character to gain that added half a percent to your damage output.

Of those people very few have the personality it takes to leave a lasting impression on me and even more so, very few become what I would consider to be a "friend".

There is, however, a few exceptions to that statement. Eto for one. Who everyone knows I love and adore. He didn't hit me with the "in my face" lasting impression when I first came into contact with him. It was more of a gradual, though quickly progressing, relationship.

The second exception to that rule is a past guildie. He's a tiny pink haired, big ego, low temper, highly comical, demon wielding warlock that I've known for practically my entire gaming life in Azeroth.

This guy not only knows his class, how to play it and play it well, but also has been known to keep all of our guild chat and/or raid chats in stitches. It's not often that I would be involved in a group with him that I didn't find myself laughing until my face was hurting. He had a way of calming people down in the worst of wipe situations, kept them motivated and did it all while keeping us entertained.

When Last Call started falling apart, we lost our beloved Warlock to bigger and better things. Eto and I left the server to try to rebuild ourselves and loose the stress that being Guild Leaders had left on us. After a month or so on another server, I logged back onto my toons on Shadow Council. The first "zomg, where have you been whisper" came from this guy. I'm not sure if it was his overwhelming persistent personality or the "there are no Sedges on no Oceanic servers, get your ass back over here where you belong" speech I got that ultimately brought me back home again. But in the end Shadow Council proved to be the place I belonged.

He's been known to keep me "grounded" on more then one occasion. When raids and guild drama would drag me down he was there to pull me back up again. Recently, this therapy has carried itself over into the real world.

Through email and chat, I now have "Gnome Therapy" on a pretty regular basis. Not only does he have a way of making people around him laugh but he does it in an amazing artistic manor. His gift with words and writing styles is enough to keep even the most professional of English majors interested.

So, my thanks goes out to him. There had been many times that I am sure I would have quit playing if it weren't for the comedy support I get from him. But also there are many days I just feel like screaming and end up laughing at some off the wall, crazy email I get from him.

To say the topic of my blog today is a little obscure would be an understatement. But for anyone that knows Sedge, they would simply laugh and agree.

And for those of you needing a laugh today, this was a conversation we had about the process of my horrible day at work:

Sedge: Hell of an attitude to do interviews with, miss.
Me: o.O I just complain to you cause you are here, I have to be sweet perky and authorative
in the interviews.
Sedge: Psh, I should move there. You could hire me, then I could do cubicle stuff.
Me: Cubicle stuff? I'm not sure what cubicle stuff is...
Sedge: Me neither. But you do cubicle stuff for a living.
Me: I do? That's interesting I need to put that on my list of qualifications on my resume.
Sedge: And apparently you're also a cubicle supervisor who does interviews. Impressive stuff.
Me: I'm proficient in cubical stuff. Ohh, my new title...."cubicle Supervisor". I sound
important
Sedge: Everyone knows that's not how you put it on the resume.
Resume's are fancy. You call it....
"Quadratic Operations Specialist. "

Now, if everyone had the joy of reading his adventures with the copy machine and the post-it notes, you'd spend the rest of your afternoon smiling!

Have an awesome day!