Dranem
Legend
Hello, I thought I'd share this interesting story with you guys.
One or two weeks ago, I was spammig Trade Chat with my ''WTB Shadowfang x2 50k each or 125k for both'' message. Among the dozens of ''Omg, why so much?'' whispers I got each time I pressed my macro, someone told me this: ''You just reminded me that I might still have one on my old 19 rogue that I haven't played in four years.''
Seeing my interest, he went and verified if his memory served him right. Yes, he did have an unbound Shadowfang, but on an old, forgotten realm. We talked about the price a lot and he never gave me a definitive answer. I offered 75k if he transfered on our server, his only response was ''Take a day or two to think about it. Here's my email. The sword is going nowhere, I wouldn't even know I have one if I hadn't seen your message. Just come up with an offer after thinking about it.''
I was kinda frustrated and I didn't talk to him for a good one or two weeks. Then today, I was hosting an Ulduar 25 drake run and he whispers me for an invite. I jokingly tell him ''The entrace price for you is one Shadowfang''. He had already forgotten about our conversation. The run goes on, he leaves early. Once we're done, I whisper him back and randomly ask ''Gimme a price on that Shadowfang!''. What follows is probably the weirdest thing that happened to me in WoW.
First, he explains me that he has 51 years old, a degree in marketing and a degree in financial something, so he knows to never be the first to give a price. Fine enough. ''25k'', I say. (He had forgot about what I had offered him the week before). He simply replies. ''What an interesting offer. Where do you live, so I can go and buy you dinner so we can talk about it!). So I tell him in which city I live. ''Ohh! I've been there in 1983 with a collegue. I love that city and its titty bars. I'm planning to go back there this summer.'' Then we start talking about plenty of things when he suddendly asks for my age. I ask him why do you want to know and I end up not telling him. He then ask me a favor, ''nothing creepy, Me. No. Stalker.'' : ''Go do the Briggs Myers and Jung Typology Test and tell me the result. I'll try to guess your profile and age. '' Out of curiosity, I google it. It's a 72 questions Yes or No test.
Two minutes later, I'm filling the test. Another 20 minutes and I'm done, I hand him the results. He tries to guess my profile, not so succesfully. He then says ''You know what? The Shadowfang is yours. You're patient, mature, interesting, you deserve it. I'd rather try my luck at making a friend then some gold when I already have more gold then I can spend.''
''You have paid not in gold (which I already have) but in words. Thank you.''
One or two weeks ago, I was spammig Trade Chat with my ''WTB Shadowfang x2 50k each or 125k for both'' message. Among the dozens of ''Omg, why so much?'' whispers I got each time I pressed my macro, someone told me this: ''You just reminded me that I might still have one on my old 19 rogue that I haven't played in four years.''
Seeing my interest, he went and verified if his memory served him right. Yes, he did have an unbound Shadowfang, but on an old, forgotten realm. We talked about the price a lot and he never gave me a definitive answer. I offered 75k if he transfered on our server, his only response was ''Take a day or two to think about it. Here's my email. The sword is going nowhere, I wouldn't even know I have one if I hadn't seen your message. Just come up with an offer after thinking about it.''
I was kinda frustrated and I didn't talk to him for a good one or two weeks. Then today, I was hosting an Ulduar 25 drake run and he whispers me for an invite. I jokingly tell him ''The entrace price for you is one Shadowfang''. He had already forgotten about our conversation. The run goes on, he leaves early. Once we're done, I whisper him back and randomly ask ''Gimme a price on that Shadowfang!''. What follows is probably the weirdest thing that happened to me in WoW.
First, he explains me that he has 51 years old, a degree in marketing and a degree in financial something, so he knows to never be the first to give a price. Fine enough. ''25k'', I say. (He had forgot about what I had offered him the week before). He simply replies. ''What an interesting offer. Where do you live, so I can go and buy you dinner so we can talk about it!). So I tell him in which city I live. ''Ohh! I've been there in 1983 with a collegue. I love that city and its titty bars. I'm planning to go back there this summer.'' Then we start talking about plenty of things when he suddendly asks for my age. I ask him why do you want to know and I end up not telling him. He then ask me a favor, ''nothing creepy, Me. No. Stalker.'' : ''Go do the Briggs Myers and Jung Typology Test and tell me the result. I'll try to guess your profile and age. '' Out of curiosity, I google it. It's a 72 questions Yes or No test.
Two minutes later, I'm filling the test. Another 20 minutes and I'm done, I hand him the results. He tries to guess my profile, not so succesfully. He then says ''You know what? The Shadowfang is yours. You're patient, mature, interesting, you deserve it. I'd rather try my luck at making a friend then some gold when I already have more gold then I can spend.''
''You have paid not in gold (which I already have) but in words. Thank you.''
