An evening of rage

I quit so many games last night. I didn't do my usual dashboard. I simply left the game. My time was limited and I wanted to enjoy it, but the games that I was placed in prevented me from that.



The first started okay. It was the start of the match, but lag hates me and my team was...well...a pile of dog poo. It wasn't long before I heard the "Hostile Orbital VSAT incoming" followed by the inevitable "Enemy EMP systems online" and finally, "Hostile Swarm inbound". In that instant, I left. I already couldn't kill anyone so I wasn't doing my team any favors by staying.

That first game set the tone for the rest of the night. The second and third that followed abruptly ended in a rage quit. The fourth was an insta-leave when I heard "Incoming enemy Swarm" before I even chose my class.

Finally, the fifth game was it. It couldn't get any worse than this I thought to myself. I just rage quit four games in a row. Statistically, this should be a good game, right?

Is my team decent? check.
Is lag okay? check.

Well, alright, those requirements are the beginnings a good game so I chose my class looking for my first victim. Five minutes into the game, I was killed by a pistol-wielding-unkillable-ninja class. It didn't matter where I looked, he was BEHIND me. I was in the wrong place at the wrong time....everytime. I could sense the laughter of my opponent as I gripped my controller tighter with each and every death. Until finally, I yell in rage and leave yelling Black Ops 2 was the world's worst game ever conceived and only masochists play this shit.

Then, I search for another match....