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skycapt44 wrote:

 Verviedi wrote:
Holy feth, Gamgee. I'm glad I don't live in Canada, now.

- Said no Canadian ever. As if his experience is isolated to the small town of Canada.

I think just like in America certain areas can be challenging.
I have a ton of in-laws up in Sudbury which is a mining town.
With a fair bit of logging.
Most of them are "Northern Canadian French" with a fair bit of native blood mixed in.
Rough and tumble does not begin to describe it.
They are terribly short but seem just as wide in the shoulder.
They are INCREDIBLY fun in an almost terrifying way.
Geeks and tabletop gaming can be looked at as terribly strange in those conditions.
Heck, one uncle does battle with beavers: the darn things keep felling trees across his access road to his "camp".
The same one keeps trout as pets in his stocked pond and keeps shooting at Blue herons trying to eat them and forgetting about the trailer and his family getting peppered with the shot...
Another uncle killed a black bear with a log because it was pawing at his lunch (he had witnesses).
When asked why he said "If you were felling trees and working all day you would be hungry too, the bear was lucky I did not eat it right there.". No doubt.
When reality is stranger than fiction, you do not really need the escape of the tabletop hobby.
I am in a much more "civilized" area where the hobby shop can be driven to in 10 minutes or I can take a bus.
Good stories though, I avoid the scary people and bad store owners just don't see my money any more.



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die toten hosen wrote:
"hey dude maybe dont be that guy next time, aight?"
he respoded by saying: "you think this is the worst i can bring?"

OH! was drinking coffee... it is up my nose!
Why did that make me laugh so hard?
It burns!
That is so insanely true!
In his mind, he thought he was being nice.... hehehe.

Truth be told I don't want to judge my fellow Canadians and statistics say one thing, but my own life experience says another. Canada or at least my city is getting worse and fast. I'm not sure if moving will have much point or if it will be like this wherever I go. There are some good people here and there but it's getting harder and harder not to find the bad folk.
I traveled all the way west and up into the north of Canada and what I seen and had happen to me does not convince me Canada is all that great of a country.

I won't say anymore since it's getting too far off topic, but Canada is not the place you want to move. Especially not if your a native american.

Worst gaming experiance I had.
So, last game in a tournament, im coming off a 3 win streak. And these where hard faught wins. So im feeling good, my opponents where nice,
So this last guy, My fething god, he was addicted to his Phone. I was running White Scars Batco, Lotsa Grav. So, he hid his DuneCrawlers, I immobilized one. he tried to pivot it so its gun can hit, Nope, its not turret mounted. He gets pissy and says "So my gun is stuck pointing at a wall?" im like yeah.I also get TONS of re-rolls, but he isnt paying attention so he keeps asking "Why are you scouting, why are you rerolling, why this, why that" and so forth" It finaly came to a head when I had to call a JUDGE over to tell him how hurting a Super heavy works. So his knight blows up, but he doesnt have a blast for it, so it Nukes his models and he doesnt understand how D works he is arguing with me about what models hits other models and i rage quit. a 50/50 split is fine. I didnt pack up my models for like 30 minute until I knew he was gone

 GoliothOnline wrote:
Worst experience I had in 40k was actually getting into 40k

I loved my Chaos Space Marines, and at the end of it, had collected almost 40k points of them, but not before trying out Eldar, Daemons, Tau and even Regular Space Marines. I was so disappointed in Chaos in general I ventured from my original army and started broadening my collection in hopes of winning, even if barely, just to have a bit of fun outside of terribly balanced mechanics and the standard "Pay to win" army choices I had run into. Hell after dabbling into Forgeworld, I finally realized that playing 40k with competitive people, meant you all should simply play the competitive armies and never look back.

After starting the other armies, I slowly sold off my CSM and Daemons, knowing full well they would never get love and a proper Codex. I sold more and more over the last year and finally have rid myself of all my 40k models aside from the few I have kept because of my time put into Kitbashing them. I look at all these "Rules" that have come out for them, and don't regret for a second selling them off.

The worst experience in my last 10 years of this hobby was literally Collecting the thing I loved most, because some guy in a suite says "Chaos are the bad guys and anyone who plays them should spend more money in order to be on equal grounds as the other guys" So I ask, what is the point in spending money on a hobby that literally, at ever turn, kicks you while you're down? None.

I miss playing, I miss painting, but I don't miss being ostracized because of my chosen army.

That really really makes me hurt inside, ever talked about your gaming group about using fanmade codex?, in my group shooty tyranid just to get by is not acceptable (unless you like em that way), so we all agreed for fanmade tyranid, we also agreed using old rules if they were better and made more sense, and talking over codex changes for the sake of units/armies being viable/loveable aslong as its within the relm of fair and awsome. But i guess the damage is done allready since you have sold off much of your stuff :(

skycapt44 wrote:

 Verviedi wrote:
Holy feth, Gamgee. I'm glad I don't live in Canada, now.

- Said no Canadian ever. As if his experience is isolated to the small town of Canada.

I am afraid the taint of that creepy bastard has affected your whole nation.
I'm not being serious, with both this post or the previous one, of course.

My worst gaming experience (while it cannot compare to some of these other stories) still gives me nightmares, not because it was horrible for me, but because it was absolutely horrible for my opponent.

Our FLGS had an informal tradition of letting an experienced players take newbies under their wing and teach them how to play through one on one matches. The experienced player would be able to calibrate the power of their army to make sure that every game was challenging but possible to encourage them to expand their selection and learn better strategies. This would help prevent cases where a newbie gets crushed because their opponent brings their A (or even B) game against someone that is not ready and helps protect against newbie hunting predators
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After playing in the store for a little over a year, the manager suggested that I help teach a new player that had just bought and assembled a few units of orksover a few weeks and was excited to learn the game. Excited by the prospect of being able to help a new player into the game, I whipped up a list that was a copy of his list minus a few upgrades so we were both running two ten man ork boyz and a nobz squad and I talked him through the basics of deploying and how the game goes. After we started playing though, things started to go very wrong as he seemingly could not roll a single success. He whiffed shooting, rolled ones for running and charging, and failed every leadership test sent his way. I couldn't fudge the rolls like our group does sometimes for new players in DnD because half the point of this first game was to teach him what all the dice rolls meant. Against one of the regular players, this game would gone down in legend to be joked about for months, but to the new player I could see the happiness draining out of his face. I called it turn three with most of his force dead or run off the board, tried to explain that he had just had a run of really bad luck, and offered to start a new game. He declined, made some excuse about him needing to get home soon despite having arrived for an afternoon of gaming and playing for only forty minutes, and left never to return.

The thought that I had provided the worst gaming experience for someone and had driven someone away from the hobby was and still is crushing. No one at the store blamed me for the game because, bar cheating and ruining the point of a learning the rules game, there is nothing that I could have done. I still wonder if he is out there regretting trying a game against someone who obviously was seeking on preying on new players and cursing my name.

Reading all these accounts of people's worst games being with newbie hunters certainly doesn't help this particular fear.

 zeragrin wrote:
I have only ever played against friends and family. I usually try to setup games during a day when both parties are off if we decide to go to a store to play. That way we can play early and I don't have to deal with people(read: children, regardless of age) touching my models or me for that matter, asking me strange personal questions etc. I think this is why I only have one cringey story.

This happened at a GW. I have some disabilities and can't drive, my wife drives me most places. I started a new project and didn't have some of the paints I needed so I asked her to take me to the store. When we get there she drops me off at the door and goes to park the car. When I get in there is probably 8-10 people in the store, 4/6 tables each with lots of dice rolling, banter, laughter and good times. I walk in, staff greets me as usual without asking me if I need help or models. I literally only buy paint at GW stores and he knows it. A minute goes by with me trying to remember exactly which purple I needed, was it genestealer or xereus, when my lady walks in with the list I had made (always make a list) and says "hon you left this on the seat." I thank her and go back to browsing, she stays at my side. I suddenly realize two things, the store is dead quiet and someone is standing behind me. This giant neckbeard, to be fair we are both short, is now "browsing" the paints over our heads. I turn to see who is standing essentially on my cane and see his eyes not on the paint rack but squarely on my wife's chest. I'm no bro but I don't let this go on.

"Hey dude! What army do you play?"
neckbeard "Huh, what?"
"Yeah I saw you playing when I came in, what are you playing."
*wife has moved on to another part of the store unaware of what is actually taking place*
"Tau"
*he is getting noticeably more sweaty and fidgety at this point*
"Oh man that's great! *loud* what do you think of the new dex, what's your take on combined fire?"
"I uh *begins to babble a little bit about bs bonuses* hey I gotta get back to my game."
"Oh are you sure!? you seemed to be buying paint a minute ago and now we're having a conversation, you sure you know what you're doing? I know what you're doing..."*forced laugh*
*he dips back to the table, I buy my paints, we leave and I never tell her what went on besides a seemingly friendly conversation*

Fast forward a year+-, wife has been reading Necron BL books and for the first time in 10 years of being together she wants to try 40k. The one caveat, she only wants to play at home. I guess she probably feels the eyes more than I could ever pick up on.

Now, I'm not married, nor do I even have a girlfriend, but I can say that if I was and I caught some guy staring at my wife's breasts, that guy would probably get an uppercut to his jaw, possibly hard enough to shatter it (not sure I'm strong enough though). Nobody should let someone treat their lady that way, ever. Why can't gamers just treat girls as fellow gamers, or, God forbid, as people instead of pieces of meat?

Because they do, only that there are people who don't, simple as that. Seriously, where you that desperate to strawman people?

 ZergSmasher wrote:

Now, I'm not married, nor do I even have a girlfriend, but I can say that if I was and I caught some guy staring at my wife's breasts, that guy would probably get an uppercut to his jaw, possibly hard enough to shatter it (not sure I'm strong enough though). Nobody should let someone treat their lady that way, ever. Why can't gamers just treat girls as fellow gamers, or, God forbid, as people instead of pieces of meat?

Exalted. I only wish I could exalt it more!

Its crazy, i had my girlfriend around most hobby areas, we both never noticed anything here in Denmark. be it casual, tournaments, painting challenges or whatever.

I did meet a loudmouth ork player shouting WAAAARGH at the top of his lungs, playing against a tau player, afterwards we played an awsome game (wolves vs ork) suddenly he just said "you are a fething lucky guy and i envy you for it!" Best freinds ever since ^^

 Brutallica wrote:
Its crazy, i had my girlfriend around most hobby areas, we both never noticed anything here in Denmark. be it casual, tournaments, painting challenges or whatever.

I did meet a loudmouth ork player shouting WAAAARGH at the top of his lungs, playing against a tau player, afterwards we played an awsome game (wolves vs ork) suddenly he just said "you are a fething lucky guy and i envy you for it!" Best freinds ever since ^^

Orks against Tau is an uphill battle so if your going to try and beat them you might as well beat them in enthusiasm.

 Vankraken wrote:

 Brutallica wrote:
Its crazy, i had my girlfriend around most hobby areas, we both never noticed anything here in Denmark. be it casual, tournaments, painting challenges or whatever.

I did meet a loudmouth ork player shouting WAAAARGH at the top of his lungs, playing against a tau player, afterwards we played an awsome game (wolves vs ork) suddenly he just said "you are a fething lucky guy and i envy you for it!" Best freinds ever since ^^

Orks against Tau is an uphill battle so if your going to try and beat them you might as well beat them in enthusiasm.

I actually love playing orks vs tau just because I love that rush if I manage to get into melee. Plus, with Tau, there's a definite objective that can allow me to win, which is to break their line. By comparison some of the other "power" armies are just "okay I can kill this ridiculous thing over here but then I still have to deal with this unit way over there and let's not forget the other five units I have no way of dealing with."

ZergSmasher wrote:

 zeragrin wrote:
I have only ever played against friends and family. I usually try to setup games during a day when both parties are off if we decide to go to a store to play. That way we can play early and I don't have to deal with people(read: children, regardless of age) touching my models or me for that matter, asking me strange personal questions etc. I think this is why I only have one cringey story.

This happened at a GW. I have some disabilities and can't drive, my wife drives me most places. I started a new project and didn't have some of the paints I needed so I asked her to take me to the store. When we get there she drops me off at the door and goes to park the car. When I get in there is probably 8-10 people in the store, 4/6 tables each with lots of dice rolling, banter, laughter and good times. I walk in, staff greets me as usual without asking me if I need help or models. I literally only buy paint at GW stores and he knows it. A minute goes by with me trying to remember exactly which purple I needed, was it genestealer or xereus, when my lady walks in with the list I had made (always make a list) and says "hon you left this on the seat." I thank her and go back to browsing, she stays at my side. I suddenly realize two things, the store is dead quiet and someone is standing behind me. This giant neckbeard, to be fair we are both short, is now "browsing" the paints over our heads. I turn to see who is standing essentially on my cane and see his eyes not on the paint rack but squarely on my wife's chest. I'm no bro but I don't let this go on.

"Hey dude! What army do you play?"
neckbeard "Huh, what?"
"Yeah I saw you playing when I came in, what are you playing."
*wife has moved on to another part of the store unaware of what is actually taking place*
"Tau"
*he is getting noticeably more sweaty and fidgety at this point*
"Oh man that's great! *loud* what do you think of the new dex, what's your take on combined fire?"
"I uh *begins to babble a little bit about bs bonuses* hey I gotta get back to my game."
"Oh are you sure!? you seemed to be buying paint a minute ago and now we're having a conversation, you sure you know what you're doing? I know what you're doing..."*forced laugh*
*he dips back to the table, I buy my paints, we leave and I never tell her what went on besides a seemingly friendly conversation*

Fast forward a year+-, wife has been reading Necron BL books and for the first time in 10 years of being together she wants to try 40k. The one caveat, she only wants to play at home. I guess she probably feels the eyes more than I could ever pick up on.

Now, I'm not married, nor do I even have a girlfriend, but I can say that if I was and I caught some guy staring at my wife's breasts, that guy would probably get an uppercut to his jaw, possibly hard enough to shatter it (not sure I'm strong enough though). Nobody should let someone treat their lady that way, ever. Why can't gamers just treat girls as fellow gamers, or, God forbid, as people instead of pieces of meat?

master of ordinance wrote:

 ZergSmasher wrote:

Now, I'm not married, nor do I even have a girlfriend, but I can say that if I was and I caught some guy staring at my wife's breasts, that guy would probably get an uppercut to his jaw, possibly hard enough to shatter it (not sure I'm strong enough though). Nobody should let someone treat their lady that way, ever. Why can't gamers just treat girls as fellow gamers, or, God forbid, as people instead of pieces of meat?

Exalted. I only wish I could exalt it more!

Honestly its just how things are, but it doesn't really mean much half of the time.

Come on, we all did it, checking out a girl/guy, thinking she's/he's cute, have funny hair, etc.

Where the line must be drawned is when someone start to stare intently like a leecherious beast to the point where it becomes incomfortable.

i usually "scan" people, from head to toe, a glance, just to see how they look like and maybe learn a thing or two about them with their body language or cloths/accessories, its always a good starter fora conversation if you notice the Iron Maiden keychain that hangs of their trousers or some other details if you plan to eventually socialize.

If not its just mere details that get lost in my memories.

But yeah if the guy comes breathing in your neck to have a better view at your girl Valley, then there is definatly a problem, and your reaction sir was the best, make him as much uncomfortable as he does and they will back off.

Easy. First game with Chaos friend's Heldrake with Baleflamer (I think that's what it's called). RIP Space Marines . (I had no Anti-air thing at that point). I'm still scared of it. But he stopped using it when he got Khorne Lord of Skulls done. And allied with a Renegade Knight. Can't wait for his Stormsurge + 3 Broadside Combo!

 the Signless wrote:
The thought that I had provided the worst gaming experience for someone and had driven someone away from the hobby was and still is crushing. No one at the store blamed me for the game because, bar cheating and ruining the point of a learning the rules game, there is nothing that I could have done. I still wonder if he is out there regretting trying a game against someone who obviously was seeking on preying on new players and cursing my name.

You know I had not thought that not only can so much randomization "hurt" a tactically sound plan in gaming, but also if you actually want to "tone down" your winning.
A more tactical game you can intentionally lose in a heartbeat.
You are right, your hands were tied short of cheating to try to slow the express train of rolling over that kid unintentionally.
Sorry to hear, I too like to encourage the new players.

Reading all these accounts of people's worst games being with newbie hunters certainly doesn't help this particular fear.

Unfortunately there are those who are social predators and enjoy games like 40k which do not have "tight" rules.

You guys reminded me of a strange not quite "worst" evening but it was certainly a black mark for gaming:

I knew this guy Lee and he liked playing a variety of games and we struck up a friendship for a time.
I noticed a bunch of little odd things that happened showing to me his heart was not quite in the right place.
I remember him asking "Do you think I play mainly for fun or to win?" I said "About 50/50." "Hmmm not good, I am afraid I will lose my edge."
Back then he decided he was going to buy the entire new Epic Tyranid army on the new release "because people do not know their rules".
My role was to lose with him, I figured out later.
Played against him at the hobby shop with his new army with my Chaos.
After various rude bits from him I decided to play the best army/game I could.
Beat him very well.
We were down-town and he asked me if I wanted to play Laser-Tag (he had an account there, me, very occasional).
I think he figured he would win BUT I am a country guy who grew up with pellet guns and rifles (he hardly had the interest to know my background)... pretty much destroyed him.
Then he challenged me to air hockey (he played it all the time after Lasertag): my brother and I had one in the parent's basement and played all the time (again, if he bothered to ask a bit he could have found this out easily: he never asked if I had played it before).... destroyed him again.

I must highlight every time he went to pick a new game to play he talked big on how good he was... I demonstrated.

The luck of him choosing to challenge me things on was so funny, my competency skills are fairly narrow: he hit them all.

I pretty much saw smoke coming out of his ears and he grit his teeth and asked how I got to be "OK" at these things.
Never heard a word from this guy ever again.
I hate to say my life improved without him in it.

I think the worst gaming experience I have had was buying my $120+ Stormsurge, building it the same day, playing a game against Eldar, then having it die to scatterbikes on turn one. Just dead, didn't even get to move or shoot it.

Worst one for me is my first "big game" and one of my only 4 games played, first 3 were just 2/3 squads of infantry to get used to some of the rules...

So a nice 1250 game one evening, I'm slowly getting troops out the carry case and all I hear is "Well that's my army done" look up to see 3 Imperial Knights opposite me... At this point I accept I've lost, so might as well try and have some fun and set myself the target of taking down one of them at least...

So I'm all set up ready to get thoroughly creamed, and in two turns the game is over, I'm literally removing my units by the handful against these 3 and I could not wound a single one of them, it sucked.

I could not fault my opponent in the slightest though, he was such a nice guy and tried to let a few rules slide so I would have a chance but it changed nothing.

I quickly packed my stuff away and went back to my car (it was time to go home anyway I was starving) but got back to my car and was sat there like, well time to sell all of this stuff and move on... Which is a very strange feeling for me because I never care about losing, I enjoy losing more as I can learn more from this better, but have got myself over the wanting to sell but now I have no desire to play again haha

On the plus side this now means more time to get my painting better and my army of pinkcrons shall have more numbers!

KalexKurosaki wrote:
Worst one for me is my first "big game" and one of my only 4 games played, first 3 were just 2/3 squads of infantry to get used to some of the rules...

So a nice 1250 game one evening, I'm slowly getting troops out the carry case and all I hear is "Well that's my army done" look up to see 3 Imperial Knights opposite me... At this point I accept I've lost, so might as well try and have some fun and set myself the target of taking down one of them at least...

So I'm all set up ready to get thoroughly creamed, and in two turns the game is over, I'm literally removing my units by the handful against these 3 and I could not wound a single one of them, it sucked.

I could not fault my opponent in the slightest though, he was such a nice guy and tried to let a few rules slide so I would have a chance but it changed nothing.

I quickly packed my stuff away and went back to my car (it was time to go home anyway I was starving) but got back to my car and was sat there like, well time to sell all of this stuff and move on... Which is a very strange feeling for me because I never care about losing, I enjoy losing more as I can learn more from this better, but have got myself over the wanting to sell but now I have no desire to play again haha

On the plus side this now means more time to get my painting better and my army of pinkcrons shall have more numbers!

Nice or not, I feel like dropping 3 Knights onto an opponent with no heads up is a pretty jerk move.

Well it was a last minute set up and it was his first game in 8 years IIRC, I mean even if I had known in advance I'd probably still played, but yeah has definitely knocked me back abit and have lost interest in the game now

Does it depress anyone else that the 'best gaming experiences' thread has fallen off the page and this one's still going?

 AnomanderRake wrote:
Does it depress anyone else that the 'best gaming experiences' thread has fallen off the page and this one's still going?

Absolutely. But I think part of that is A) 40k's crappy rules and B) the nature of power gamers to be attracted to systems that can be exploited.

 jreilly89 wrote:

 AnomanderRake wrote:
Does it depress anyone else that the 'best gaming experiences' thread has fallen off the page and this one's still going?

Absolutely. But I think part of that is A) 40k's crappy rules and B) the nature of power gamers to be attracted to systems that can be exploited.

After a lifetime study of forums and Metacritic if that's true the inevitable conclusion is that everything's crap. People just seem to like whining more than gushing.

(Yes, I realize the inherent hypocrisy inherent in whining about how much people like whining.)

 AnomanderRake wrote:

 jreilly89 wrote:

 AnomanderRake wrote:
Does it depress anyone else that the 'best gaming experiences' thread has fallen off the page and this one's still going?

Absolutely. But I think part of that is A) 40k's crappy rules and B) the nature of power gamers to be attracted to systems that can be exploited.

After a lifetime study of forums and Metacritic if that's true the inevitable conclusion is that everything's crap. People just seem to like whining more than gushing.

(Yes, I realize the inherent hypocrisy inherent in whining about how much people like whining.)

I think it's easier to find things you hate than to find a perfect game. Plus, it's easier to talk about a game's faults than it's praises.

Talking about a thing at all is praising it. People who aren't interested in something don't talk about it.

I'd also posit that hearing other people's bad experiences helps people who've had similar bad experiences identify with and maybe come back to a community they may have felt distanced from. This topic is more than a vent its cathartic.

I also feel the community support evident here is one reason Dakka Dakka stands out as one of the greatest online gaming communities I've ever been part of.

So, yeah, thanks everyone.

KalexKurosaki wrote:
Worst one for me is my first "big game" and one of my only 4 games played, first 3 were just 2/3 squads of infantry to get used to some of the rules...

So a nice 1250 game one evening, I'm slowly getting troops out the carry case and all I hear is "Well that's my army done" look up to see 3 Imperial Knights opposite me... At this point I accept I've lost, so might as well try and have some fun and set myself the target of taking down one of them at least...

So I'm all set up ready to get thoroughly creamed, and in two turns the game is over, I'm literally removing my units by the handful against these 3 and I could not wound a single one of them, it sucked.

I could not fault my opponent in the slightest though, he was such a nice guy and tried to let a few rules slide so I would have a chance but it changed nothing.

I quickly packed my stuff away and went back to my car (it was time to go home anyway I was starving) but got back to my car and was sat there like, well time to sell all of this stuff and move on... Which is a very strange feeling for me because I never care about losing, I enjoy losing more as I can learn more from this better, but have got myself over the wanting to sell but now I have no desire to play again haha!

Dropping 3 Knights isn't a nice guy thing to do. I had a game vs 4 wraith knights (at a competitive tournament, so fair enough) and I'm entirely put off of playing any GW games at tournaments in general; I only went to that one because my club was hosting it.
I'm having some trouble staying interested in 40k, for "supposed to be casual gaming" AoS is more fun and does it better and well, Infinity is all the Sci-Fi minus the over the top rules and fluff.

In a pick up game, against someone new/returning to the hobby and new to you, yeah. 3 knights was a dick move.

You're a more patient man/woman than I would have been.

In my experience; the worst thing in any game is anything unstoppable. When you couldn't win no matter what you did. This is why even approximate balance is so important

I had a single unit of thunderwolf cavalry run through 2000 points of daemons. Just one unit, the other one just sat on an objective. It just sent anything I tried back to the warp. Terrible experience and not even cheese.

Uhh, I think the absolute worst experience I had playing against random people at the local club was over a decade ago in 3rd edition when my opponent in a very tiny tournament tried to tell me my Space Marine Sergeant with Terminator Honors couldn't have a Power Fist. I was like 14 years old, he was an adult, and I had very serious yet undiagnosed social anxiety problems so I kinda floundered for a way to explain to him that the precise placement of the word "only" in the sentence describing the Power Fist's restrictions in the Armory meant that Terminators could take it but also didn't restrict models in power armor from also taking it.

He wasn't a jerk about it, I think it was honestly just a translation problem since grammar and word placement are different in English and Quebec French, and he had an accent that clearly pegged him as a native French-speaker.

That situation ended amicably because he agreed to let me use it anyways and I just dropped the issue.

My days of 40k gaming at a local gaming club were not filled with jerks. The usual crowd was mostly a group of friends who I knew from school. I was probably the worst-mannered of the bunch, actually, due to my psychiatric problems causing severe hygiene issues (GUO would apply to the stench and cleanliness I brought into the club) and my lack of ever having read the main rulebook resulting in things like my first encounter with an Ork army with Burnaz making me think all flamers could be used as power weapons in melee.

Every time I enter a game room and **that** smell is in the air. You know the smell I mean. Every single time it's my worst gaming moment ever.