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SiteThe Cookie That Disappeared!
So there I was, healing in Zul’Aman, and my fucking cookie disappeared!1
As many of you may be aware by now, Saturday evenings are reserved for my Drunken Badgers Zul’Aman bear mount run. This is when the elite of the elite from my guild gather together and spend an hour battling trolls in the hopes of acquiring the much-coveted Amani War Bear.
I’ve been sadly irregular lately with my raiding. Between my own physical discomfort, an ill relative, and the upcoming Big Move2, my free time has been a bit limited. However, due to the extremely short nature of Zul’Aman when compared to other raids and the fact that I actually enjoy bear mount raids, I try to make that extra effort to be available for this raid. Which is good, because we acquired our third bear mount this past Saturday. And, for the second week in a row, I managed to have the second highest roll.
Maybe I don’t want that bear mount as much as I say I do!
There’s another reason that I enjoy our Zul’Aman runs, beyond the mount and the challenge and the wonderful people that I accompany each week. Since this is a forty-five minute run and any interruption can cause us to miss a timer, there are no scheduled interruptions or AFKs during the run. It’s wonderful going into an instance and knowing that there won’t be a fifteen minute wait before a boss becase someone decided to walk away to get a drink or walk his dog or even to “quickly” whip up some pancakes. It’s a glorious and amazing change from what I normally encounter in-game, especially when going into instances with a pick up or two.
This, however, means that some preparation is required ahead of time. Since there will be no breaks you need to get everything you could possibly need ready and at hand. For some, that’s food and drink. Others set up their music so that they don’t need to load anything. I tend to keep extra batteries near me because I use a wireless mouse and it has the quirky habit of running out of batteries during mount runs.
This Saturday, however, I took some extra pains to get ready. Since I had been so busy managing things around the house I hadn’t eaten at all during the day. So I sat down with a sandwich, a glass of water, and a giant, delicious oatmeal cookie of happiness. One of those soft, gooey, creamy cookies with some sort of paste in the middle that’s just oh so yummy. I was excited, because I hadn’t had one of these in years and I knew that it was something that I could eat during the raid without losing my focus on keeping my fellow raiders alive.
These items I carefully put everything slightly to my left so that I could easily reach over to eat or drink without hassle. And I took advantage of that many times during the first half hour, whether to quickly take a swig of my water or steal a bite from my sandwich. I was saving that cookie, however, for the very end. It was just so delicious and wonderful that I wanted the opportunity to savor it — perhaps after Jan’alai when we have some downtime before progressing onto Halazzi. Except I reached over just before Nalorakk to find my cookie gone!
I am Cynra’s disappointment.
Of course, you can’t put a raid on pause to find a cookie, no matter how delectable it may be. This is doubly true when the raid is a Zul’Aman bar mount run. While I’m certain that my raiders understood the severity of the situation, somehow I don’t think that they would have been pleased to find one of their two healers absent because she was tearing through her room to find a cookie. I was instead mournfully forced to continue healing the raid, even though my hand would occasionally rifle through the items on my desk to see if I could find the absent cookie.
Now, two days later, the cookie has not yet been found. I’ve put up flyers around the house, but no one has come forward with information regarding its location. I’m hoping for its hasty and safe return, but I’m no longer as optimistic as I was before.
