I don't know why I remembered this all of a sudden, but I just HAD to share. I was a counselor on Atl, Zephyrus. I'm doing my evening thing, and I swear that it was either ASL Damsel or SRC Phaide messing with my head, but anyway, here goes. I'd just started and was looking at the Q. "I can't mount my horse, help" This seems easy enough for starters, so I pop on in, to see this guy standing next to a pack horse. My eyes are tearing up so bad, I can hardly type "Greetings Traveler, how may I help you". *Thinking, I can't help a -2 I.Q.* No matter what I say, this person INSISTS his 'buddy' rides one. So now he wants a GM since I obviously don't have the skill to help him. Well now I'm just pissed. So I release the call *remember this* and zoom back to the counselors guild to regroup. I grab the next call and damn, I'm in the bowels of shame, in a place I'd never seen with a red. I'm just a bit nervous. He had something stuck and wanted it moved. I told him we didn't do that, so there's yet another guy, pissed as hell at me, 5 minutes and 2 calls into the night. Well, I did the usual bull speel, *you know, the ones GM's give ya*, and split. ummmmmmmm, Oh Oh. I heard it right away. Guards pop in and WHACK!@!!!! Then I'm standing there with a dead red, Yelling at the top of his lungs aT ME "