Dear diary;
So last night BLR dropped, 16 or 17 years (from day one), I was a mount farmer for the entire time I was in this game, I remember the patch they dropped that let you ride faction mounts besides your own in bc, I farmed rep so I could be a tauren on a raptor, or a wolf. It was so awesome, I was so proud.
16 years been chasing this thing, just one of those checklist items I wanted sooo bad, and got it last night with the old starter account level 10 first box deal.
And I wasn’t even happy. Just a relief that it’s over. Wasn’t even a smile. Like sure, I barely play this game anymore… I haven’t for a long time really, but it wasn’t even joy. Relief that I don’t feel obligated by sunk cost fallacy to continue to run 100+ chars through for a two week event. Every day. Mindlessly. Relentlessly.
All the excitement for this mount is long gone. It’s literally just sunk cost fallacy, and it was surreal to sort of realize that, after getting the mount. To realize that there wasn’t even joy in the chase anymore. I was just ambling along chasing it because I had spent sooo much time chasing it before, and now it’s just relief.
I feel like that’s the last big standout for what I wanted from wow, forever ago, when I played the game a lot and had lots of friends who still played. The last big ticket item.
So, I guess the bigwigs were right, putting in a stupidly low rng drop rate on a extremely limited time holiday event has gotten extra time out of me… but the “victory” was hollow, and the realization of that is making me question the sunk cost fallacy of bothering at all.
What was once fun had become a burden.
It’s funny because I used to quit in frustration almost every year after this event, because all the effort spent on building up to give it everything was, in the end, meaningless.
Now I have it and I’m realizing the real treasure was meaningless all along.
TL:DR;
Yes, hi, I’ll get a whaaaamburger and an extra large french cries to go please, thank you.