Me friend Windshadow of the Dainty Elf Butt done wrote a most excellent article abouts being guildless and looking fer a home and what you should be doing. Lots and lots and lots of pugging, mostly. Plus, she's got this nifty metaphore about a hot chick looking for a stable guy (is a guild looking to recruit) and a young dweeby guy looking fer Ms Right (is guildless adventurer). It were most clever. Go checks it out.
Meself, I think I mighta made some different choices last spring and summer if I'd understood these concepts better. I tried doing some pugs when I first got to Outland - Hellfire Ramparts and the like. Didn't go too well. Usual stuff. Last invited to join a group, but then gotta wait outside the instance while people finish they's quests. Hunter insists on pulling, fires a multi-shot, then goes straight to his pew pew rotation while the mobs is still running towards us. Nobody wants to mark or establish a kill order. The priest and the mage make everyone wait while they fight a duel. And of course, every wipe is followed by "our tank can't hold aggro" complaints. It weren't no fun, 'speciallies since I were still learning and didn't realize how much of it weren't me fault.
Compare this to our small, uber-casual, run-one-instance-a-week-if-enough-people-show-up guild runs. Sometimes we was a well-oiled machine, sometimes more like a troop of clowns, but always fun, always happy to help each other. Didn't take long before I said "screw pugging" and spent the time between our infrequent guild events doing rep grinds and farming and dailies. Got me a buncha tabards, some nice gear, and a cool dragon to ride. What I didn't get were too many connections outside of me guild. And then me guildies stopped showing up.
Now, If I'd been using me time differents, I might've had some options. I might've had some connections. I certainly woulda had more confidence and experience tanking instances with different group makeups and skill levels. Woulda been in a good position to follow Dainty Elf Butt's advice and taken me show on the road. But instead I were all dressed up with Kara-ready gear and a shiny new key, but no hot girl to dance with.
Fortunatelies fer me, this story gots a happy ending. Because I writes this silly blog what you buggers waste time reading, I's found more things ta do with more different peoples than ya can shake a stick at. And that don't even include tomorrow night's date with the power forward of the Gnomregan-in-exile Women's Basketball team. But some of you buggers may not be so luckies. So go reads DEB's article - is worth yer time, I swears.