Ooooh. My shelved rogue! He was my first character.
There I was, desperately trying to level my skinning/leatherworking because of the nice shiny upgrades I could build for myself. I'm a leatherworker first and a rogue second. That's what I thought. Well, a slight misconception on what WoW is about perhaps?
Anyway. There I was. Level 9/10 trying to kill the level 14/15 pigs in Westfall for their hide. It was always touch and go. And if I managed to kill them I had a lengthy downtime. That's time that would have been better spent with, I dunno, leveling perhaps?
Don't ask what happened when I discovered Stranglethorn. I also farmed the Worgen in Duskwood for ages. At least pulling multiple orange mobs did teach me CC skills. So when I entered Zul'Gurub for the first time I did only CC, save healers instead of, I dunno, stab stuff?
I tried to finance my mount by selling leatherworking goods near quest points that required to turn in specific stuff. I spent ages in Southshore hwaking my wares. I dropped skinning/leatherworking in favour of becoming an alchemist/herbamentalist. I still have hundreds of silverleaf on some banking alt. Don't ask.
Forrest of Elwynn. Ooooh! A river! What's beyond that?
"You got owned by all level ?? spiders within a 4 mile radius. You suck on so many levels."
It took me ages to find out that a dagger spec was terrible for leveling. That's patch 1.5 or 1.6. I always envied the night elves for their salto. That'd be nice to get behind a mob. I spent two days trying to do that salto.
On a hoomin. Fail.
Did I say that my first levels didn't come too quickly?