I don't often leave an instance in progress.
Now, I do have limits, but I can tolerate quite a bit. Holding my nose while finishing the run is more like it, and if the offending party is on my server, they immediately go in my Ignore pile. I have been known to report real abuse -like racial epithets- as well.
Today's run in Ahna'khet, however, set a new standard for inanity. I port in and start doing the usual blessings. Also, as seems to be traditional, two people immediately drop. (What, The Old Kingdom not quick enough for you to get your Frost badges?) I, the tank and a DPS hung around waiting for the replacements to pop in, and we're immediately joined by a Holy Spec Pally and a Warlock.
Oho! Another Pally. The early morning runs have a plethora of Druids and Shamans, but few Priests or Pallys as healers. The Old Kingdom isn't a great instance for a Pally to heal, but it can be done. I ping the Pally to ask if he wanted Blessing of Kings or another one.
"KINGS IS GOOD"
Well, I thought, as long as he actually pays attention, I'll be okay with that. About half the time such announcements are all BS anyway, so I decided to ignore ol' smokey.
So, everybody is squared away and we start the run. The first trash pull seems to be going okay.
"YOU SPIN ME RIGHT ROUND BABY LIKE A RECORD"
"I LIKE BIG BUTTZ AND I CANNOT LIE"
The trash pull ends, and we're moving forward. Nobody took any significant damage, so we hit the next couple of pulls and the only thing out of the ordinary is....
"HIT ME BABY ONE MORE TIME"
"TELL ME DID WIND SWEEP U OFFA YR FEET"
This is starting to get really annoying. I'm beginning to think this guy really is high. I don't know if I'm going to be able to handle this for upwards of the next half hour.
We get down the stairs to the pulls before the first boss. The tank pulls one of the mobs to him; I wait, rush in, and start hitting things. The previous pull I came close to yanking threat away from the tank, so I'm watching threat closely.
"A FRIEND WITH WEED IS A FRIEND INDEED"
Yeah, whatever. Then I hear the telltale boom of someone acquiring threat. Sonofa... I was WATCHING my threat!
I look over at the meter and I discover that no, I hadn't pulled threat. Then what...
I start getting hit from behind by another trash mob with the magical "On You!" message suddenly appearing on my screen.
"U NO THAT U GOT WHAT I NEED"
The Pally goes running by me from behind.
The tank hollers "WTF!"
I immediately die, followed almost as immediately by the tank and the Lock.
From my vantage point, I can finally see what's going on. The Pally Healer is bopping around to his own weird internal beat, throwing an occasional heal, and in general wandering all over the room, picking up the threat from everything nearby.
I release and start running back, and the Pally Healer drops group.
That's it, I've had enough. I drop group too. "Steamed" was not how I'd describe myself at this moment; more like "a towering inferno of fury."
WoW may be a game, but getting high and running instances isn't going to let everyone else share the love.