It's a Monday, and I come home from work on Mondays both grouchy and exhausted. It's a good thing we don't raid on Mondays. After all, K- has House to watch. But after House, we logged into our mains to run a few instances and get some Stonekeeper Shards (I want heirloom shoulders for my new warlock alt) and instead got invited to a semi-PUG/semi-guild 25-man OS. No biggie. Quick raid. Badges. Meh. But then, I get assigned to raid heals. WTF. Raid heals. WTfuckingF. I send a whisper to the raid leader, reminding him of my spec. No response. "Respec shadow," whispers K-. And I'm strongly considering it. Because despite my enjoyment of playing Discipline, I really don't know if there's much point fighting the "Hey, Disc is a valid PVE spec" battle if the raid leader assigns the druids to MT heals and me to raid heals. WTfuckingF indeed.
K- rightly pointed out that we're elitist, and indeed, we do take our gameplay seriously. We notice things like the shaman buffing his own weapons with windfury when no other melee gets a totem. We notice when someone spams volley or CoH.
But it's Monday and we're grouchy. So we bite our tongues and hope we're in better moods for Tuesday's raid.