I can't tell you how relieved I am. It's not every day that I catch up with friends on Skype, Ventrilo or the rest, but it's most days.
Last night, it felt like I was pressing my snotty nose up a cold glass window. All of my friends were in that chat, hanging out, socializing, discussing wonderful things, and going on raids.
I couldn't. I'd accidentally destroyed my headset; and now nobody could hear a word that I said.
I had no-one to blame but myself. I'd recently built a brand, new computer, which involved a lot of crawling around under desks, as these things usually do.
Along the way, there was an almighty BANG, as I shifted a computer table. At the time, I was mostly just glad that it had been the floor and not my head in the way of the falling headset. But compounding matters by not moving it, before I landed the desk on it, was probably an error.
In truth, I wasn't worried. I've been using my Ozone Spark Gaming Headset for years and it is very robust. It has to be with me around, because I deliver some terrible abuse to my audio equipment.
I have a large box which is pretty much a graveyard for dead gaming headphones. I keep them in case I have to cannibalize old ones to make newer ones work. Half of them are stuck together with duct tape.
This has NEVER happened to my Ozone Spark headphones. They have survived everything but this latest episode. Even then, it was only the microphone which died!