Dear Blizzard,
Just checking in after three glorious days of not playing Warcraft 3, also known as staring at a frozen lobby screen while your servers cosplayed as a brick.
Three days. Let that sink in.
In that time, a neurosurgeon could’ve swapped out an entire brain – maybe even mine, so I’d stop expecting competence from your team.
I could’ve trained a chimp to recognize “You have been disconnected” faster than your engineers can fix it.
NASA could’ve launched a satellite, mapped a new galaxy, and come back – and your server still wouldn’t load a custom game lobby.
And while I’m wasting my life clicking “Join Game” like a lab rat with hope issues, your billion-dollar company sits in silence. No updates. No tweets. Not even a half-baked “We’re looking into it.”
Honestly, at this point, is the server team just a single hamster in a wheel that died last week?
Let’s talk facts. Warcraft 3 is 23 years old. That’s older than TikTok, your intern, and possibly the chair I’m sitting on. You don’t need AI or quantum computing to keep it online. You need basic, human-level accountability — something Blizzard apparently uninstalled during the Reforged patch.
You already took this beloved classic and butchered it with Reforged – a remaster so bad it could be studied in game design failure courses. And now? You’re finishing the job by burying it under layers of server errors and corporate silence.
If I wanted to feel ignored, powerless, and stuck in a broken system, I’d go wait in line at the DMV. At least there I might eventually speak to someone.
So unless this is some kind of performance art piece called “What If A Legendary Game Was Left To Die?”, I suggest you:
- Fix the servers.
- Tell us what the hell is going on.
- Or officially declare the game dead and let us all move on from this hostage situation.
Because right now, I’m not playing a strategy game. I’m playing a patience simulator, and spoiler alert — it sucks.
Do better. Or at least pretend you care.
Marek