When I first held onto my two copies of World of Warcraft (WoW), I was nearly in tears. Tears of Joy of course. My gaming buddy and I have been waiting for this game for months, if not years. And finally, through another friend of mine who brings in games from US, he put me onto the priority list. And here I was, yesterday, when I was holding onto the WoW, the prettiest thing yet the most expensive game that I have purchased so far.
As soon as got the copies of WoW, I met my gaming buddy up, passed him a copy, had dinner together, and rushed home for the installation.
And that was when the tears of desperation started to fall. I have tried the whole night and couldn’t get the game installed. 4 CDs I have and I seldom able to go pass the 2nd CD. No matter what I tried and still did not work. I fell asleep in between the reinstallation of my applications and the installation of the game and all yielded the same result.
What scared me the most was when I visited the technical support forum, I was not alone. There were a lot of desperate souls out there. I called up the support line in US and the office was closed. That was when I fell asleep again.
Nightmare must have woken me up in the middle of the night, I returned to my computer and tried again. Still cannot. Tried calling the support line and it was busy. Good sign, it was. The line must be open. I must have tried calling for half an hour and after 15 mins of waiting, the first sign of miracle arrived. Someone answered my call!
Following his instruction, I restored my computer and tried again. Instead of waiting to see the error page again, I said to myself – this is the best time to go to sleep with hope in mind. So sleep I did.
Another nightmare must have woken me up in the moring. It was so real that as though I have walked to the computer and saw the same error message again. It was so surreal that during the first visual impact, I did realised that it was a dream and I walked out to the living room in yet another dream to see the same error message again.
Finally woken, I walked to the computer. This time round, it said the installation was successful.
Looking back, my faith in God must have jumped ten-fold in the past 12 hours.