Ok, so a funny thing happened the other day.
I'd been having a stressful rl day, and I had only a limited amount of time to Glitch, cuz of rl obligations. So I hurriedly got through my Glitch household chores and such, and then went to my fave spot to feed batterflies.
I was doing my thing, in my one spot, feeding the bats, when some dude came onto the street. I groaned, and quickly picked up all my guano. He came up to me, ran by me a few times, then he ran to another part of the street, and "left," ie, reloaded.
I waited, and sure enough he came back, and this time, he came up, ran by me a few times again quickly, then planted himself RIGHT in the spot I was. I thought he was after my poop of course, but having picked that all up, I figured he'd leave soon.
He didn't.
Instead, he continued to stand there, in MY spot. Uncomfortable, I moved aside. He had a batterfly hovering over him, as though he was feeding it...IN MY SPOT, that he usurped!
I was pissed...oh boy was I pissed.
I couldn't splank him, of course, cuz I'd left all my edibles at home, including planks, carrying with me only the meat I was feeding.
What could I do...moon him? Oh I did that, twice. Still he stood there all smug. I ransacked my inventory looking for sneezing powder...ANYTHING I could do to this guy, then realized sneezing powder wasn't going to cut it. Where or where is my sweet Maru with her steel pipes when I need her...?
So finally, after a few long frantic moments, I finally typed in local chat, "What's your problem, dickwad?" I could have simply left the area, but I didn't, cuz oh...I was ready to kill.
He responded: "I'm holding this batterfly here, so you don't have to jump around so much to feed it...dickwad."
Well, what could I say to that? "ROFL" was my response (which was pretty close to the truth, seeing as how I was guffawing irl) and then, "Ok, fair enough, I'll repay the favor."
Thus passed a few tense moments of me trying to figure out how exactly this whole hostage batterfly thing works (it doesn't) and then going along with it anyways. I was continually clicking on the player or the dirtpile next to him, but of course I didn't let on, because I didn't want to hurt his feelings for being so helpful.
Then we got to talking, and we had a nice long convo. It took me twice as long to feed the batterflies as I could have done without his "help," but oh, the chuckle factor...the chuckle factor was long-lasting, and still continues to affect me even now. He was a truly nice guy, and I was burned, big time...and I absolutely loved it. :D (I never did get to return the favor, but I shall...oh indeed I shall. :)
I don't know why this is a forum topic except that my friend Cats got such a kick out of it, and said it should be. So maybe the theme can be...oh, I dunno...like...misperception? Like how we go around sometimes in a bad mood, perceiving others as assholes, when really, they're kinda cool? Or like...more profoundly...the Universe hands you teachers, when you least expect them...? Yeah, yeah, that's it! :D At any rate, it was a howling good time...I was howling with laughter, and I hope he was too. Just thought I'd share. :)
PS - Remember kids, communication solves all problems. When in conflict with another player, just remember that a well-reasoned and diplomatic approach can quickly diffuse a tense situation. (If that fails, Maruchan and her steel pipes can be considered a reliable back-up. :P)