Yesterday on Em Wippa and Ollie's breakfast show, the topic of "what does your partner love more than you" came up. It was hilarious listening to what the listeners had to say - some love their cars (obviously), some love their backyards, some love their sports..
The common theme was that for years, their significant others have long chosen to adore something other than their boyfriend or girlfriend at a level that has induced either tension, heartache, suffrance or just plain humour.
Well, I (and no doubt plenty of other girls out there) have had to endure having their partner love something equally or even more than me (actually, sometimes it's just more laughable than anything else).
The object of my boyfriend's affections? World of Warcraft.
Yup, that oh so simple game that reduces grown men to forget to sleep, forget to eat, and really, forget to exist and live in the *REAL* world. Nope, for these boys (and inevitably, some girls), their everyday lives consist of instances (these can last anywhere from 15 minutes to hours), raids (when this occurs, dont expect to talk or see them for the whole day), grinding honour (whatever that means), and botting (that is, when you're doing something else but you still want to gain experience or honour or whatever it's called, so u have to sit and move your character every 2 minutes - tedious and disturbingly obsessive really)...
There was a time when WoW (as it is affectionately known) took up most of his time. There was a time when I would wonder to myself "will he choose wow, or will he decide to come see me".. and there was even a time when I joined up the now infamous "World of Warcraft Widows" club. The club was supposed to be a forum or outlet for people whose significant others have neglected them for gaming. However, after a day of being part of the widows club, I quick unsubscribed as I came to realize they had:
1) serious issues ie. divorces, forgetting to pick children up from school, telling people who needed to go to hospital that they would have to wait until the instance was finished. Nope, these were serious crazy issues which were very unlike the little funny ones I was dealing with. And;
2) way too much time on their hands. I think rather than being WoW addicts, these widows became ... widow addicts. In the one day that I was subscribed, I received something liek 100 new messages... ARGHHH... time to get out...
Luckily for me, my boyfriend is no longer *that* addicted to the game. He does still play quite a bit, and when I'm at his place, I am sometimes asked to do the "botting" for him, but at least I no longer have to wait patiently for Tuesday nights when the server was down - which was historically, the one day of the week that you could guarantee yourself some love and affection.
