Victory!

As some of you know, I have a non gaming roomate. Instead of doing things like slaying foul dragons and pushing back the advance of a civilization-threatening army of undead, she does stuff like knitting.

To each their own I guess.

But every now and then she wanders into the gaming room, usually because she has some question that I’m incapable of answering – maybe about what baby clothes look better, or do I have some kind of unpronounceable spice that she can borrow (and why does she keep asking these thing? The answer is always “no”, “I don’t know”, “I don’t care,” or “boss fight – not now”).

Sometimes when she comes in I explain what I’m doing in WoW, just so she can appreciate how much more important it is than her trivial day-to-day tasks. And then sometimes she doesn’t understand and asks for more clarification, which I’m happy to provide.

And this is what led to her doom.

A couple days ago a friend and I were in the computer room, discussing WoW. I was debating on whether a piece of gear was better for me than another piece of gear. My roomate was there for some reason, impatiently waiting for a gap in the conversation. She probably had a question about matching colors, or Victorian furniture. Then this happened:

Me: “I don’t know, this one has 30 more stamina as well”

Friend: “Yeah, but in raids you don’t really care about stamina.”

Roomate: “But don’t you get more damage with your stamina because of the kind of hunter you are?”

…a horrible silence filled the room…

Then my roomate hit me as hard as she could and said, “Goddamn it! I hate you! You made me learn something about Warcraft!” and she stormed out.

Oh yeah, I’m gonna call that the I WIN button

Well, that and a big ol’ bruise. She can hit hard.