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Posted in a previous thread like this, but they are my horror stories!

hought I would share my worst two, although they are not about the staff but the clients, who by and far are a WHOLE lot worse than the guys behind the counter!!

1) Went into the LGS in cardiff one day while out with my GF, went to buy some new Black Templar bits and some Tomb Kings and Vampire Counts army books!
So while im over one end of the store looking through some stuff, my GF is reading the backs of boxes etc. just killing time while I nerd out over Ushbati *nerd-gasm* and I hear her scream, swear and the unmistakeable sound of someone hitting the floor.
I turn to see my GF red and flustered and some Chewbacca looking fool on the floor, after we left and she calmed down she told me what happened, now she is erm..rather..Large in the chest?...And she will always get stared at etc. but we cope!
So as it turns out she was stood looking at somethings and the chewbacca guy came up behind her, put his hands under her top and essentially groped her!..She spun round and smacked him knocking him unconscious! >.<
(on reflection...This would be her story not mine...Although it took all her convincing for me not to go back there and stamp on his stomach till he gaks Green Stuff!!)

2)I was at a tournament at my NEW FLGS and I severly tabled my Nid playing opponent with my 3k of Black templars he got a bit annoyed, started shouting about how are smoke launchers are cheating and the vows shouldn't be allowed etc. I offered to shake his hand and just tried to be the bigger man, he told me to Feth off, so I went and stood with some friends and talked for a while since I was waiting for one of them to finish!
I was stood infront of this big glass display full of all the pro-paintined miniatures from the various commissions the shop owner commissioned, and this kid wanting to get revenge tried to shove me into it. Although i hadn't seen him come up to push me, a friend did and yanked me out of the way, the kid stumbled and crashed into it broke EVERYTHING and destroyed every single model! Needless to say he was banned and made to pay the considerable price for breaking them all (Parents were NOT happy!!)

Ye Gods....

Lord of Timbraxia wrote:Ye Gods....

+1 on that!

Here are my favorite stories from when I worked Direct Sales at GW HQ in Baltimore.

Lady calls me up asking where her order was. We have a 24-48 packing period, beginning at 8 in the morning on a business day. The lady ordered on a Friday with 2 day shipping, so it would not reach the system until Monday. Except....Monday was New Years Eve. Tuesday was New Years. Weds was a national day of mourning for President Ford. So the order went into the system the following Thursday. Remember...24-48 hour packing period....guess when the order finally got packed? Monday ( first 24 was part of Thursday-Friday, second 24 was Friday-Monday). She needed the order for the following Tuesday ( which would be the day after it shipped).

She flips out, saying we ruined her kids birthday yadda yadda. I try to calm her down. She then says...I'm a lawyer and I can sue you. SOP when someone threatens to sue is to tell them they have to call legal, and end the call, because anything we say or do after that point could be used against the company. I ignore her and proceed to offer her an apology for her bad luck, since we technically did nothing wrong. Refunded her 2 day shipping and sent the child out a High Elf battalion box set and a High Elf army book.

The next week I get a call from her kids. Asking where their new ( totally separate from the birthday/apology order was). Ordered with 2 day shipping. On a Thursday night.....

Another one....guy calls me up and says he got his order, but he got someone else's as well. I look up the miss shipped order....300 dollars worth of stuff. I tell him I am going to create a tag for it, when he receives it could he put it on the box and give it to the UPS guy when he shows up to pick it up? The guy says sure but....he lives in Alaska, and has to drive 100 miles to get to a bush pilot to fly to a town to drive to the post office. This is taking place in early December. I pause, and then say, Merry Christmas, keep the stuff. There was no way I was going to make that guy lug a big box through all of that for us. I then rekeyed the order and sent it to the correct address.

Another time a guy calls me up, and asks, if an imperial guardsmen fires a plasmagun and it overheats and fails his save, does he die instantly. I say yes.

He comes on here and posts how dumb GW guys are, because I told him " If you overheat from plasma you can suffer Instand Death."

Recently i caught up with a freind at Harlequins.

He has apparently been banned from our local GW for making a formal complaint. WWWWHHHHAAATTTT!!!!

turned out some kid had accidentialy walked of with his £200 chaos dwarf FW army(it was an honest mistake) so the staff asked him to leave as he had nothing to do so he made a complaint against the staff member.
so the manager banned him for it....

KGatch113 wrote:

Here are my favorite stories from when I worked Direct Sales at GW HQ in Baltimore.

Lady calls me up asking where her order was. We have a 24-48 packing period, beginning at 8 in the morning on a business day. The lady ordered on a Friday with 2 day shipping, so it would not reach the system until Monday. Except....Monday was New Years Eve. Tuesday was New Years. Weds was a national day of mourning for President Ford. So the order went into the system the following Thursday. Remember...24-48 hour packing period....guess when the order finally got packed? Monday ( first 24 was part of Thursday-Friday, second 24 was Friday-Monday). She needed the order for the following Tuesday ( which would be the day after it shipped).

She flips out, saying we ruined her kids birthday yadda yadda. I try to calm her down. She then says...I'm a lawyer and I can sue you. SOP when someone threatens to sue is to tell them they have to call legal, and end the call, because anything we say or do after that point could be used against the company. I ignore her and proceed to offer her an apology for her bad luck, since we technically did nothing wrong. Refunded her 2 day shipping and sent the child out a High Elf battalion box set and a High Elf army book.

The next week I get a call from her kids. Asking where their new ( totally separate from the birthday/apology order was). Ordered with 2 day shipping. On a Thursday night.....

Another one....guy calls me up and says he got his order, but he got someone else's as well. I look up the miss shipped order....300 dollars worth of stuff. I tell him I am going to create a tag for it, when he receives it could he put it on the box and give it to the UPS guy when he shows up to pick it up? The guy says sure but....he lives in Alaska, and has to drive 100 miles to get to a bush pilot to fly to a town to drive to the post office. This is taking place in early December. I pause, and then say, Merry Christmas, keep the stuff. There was no way I was going to make that guy lug a big box through all of that for us. I then rekeyed the order and sent it to the correct address.

Another time a guy calls me up, and asks, if an imperial guardsmen fires a plasmagun and it overheats and fails his save, does he die instantly. I say yes.

He comes on here and posts how dumb GW guys are, because I told him " If you overheat from plasma you can suffer Instand Death."

People should understand shipping.
Like is "4-8 business days" doesnt mean weekends. I bet you wish you could have said some nasty things to her.

candy.man wrote:R3con’s story is simply shocking.

I get the feeling that a decent percentage of GW staff suffer from being too far up on their high horse. As someone who’s been in a couple of customer service jobs (where majority of the clients are rude and unpleasant to deal with), there’s always the temptation of thinking that “you’re better then the customer” which in turns causes a reduction of quality in service.

GW staff appears to suffer from the above as well as buying too much into the corporate spin/marking spin/brain washing and weird policies. From personal experience, I can easily say the best way to deal with a customer (as well as avoid angry clients) is to get down on their level and speak on their terms (as well as ignoring any weird low level policies that may impact with the sale). Use too much marketing/corporate spin, display a superiority complex and or anally follow all the weird policies and you will only drive customers away.

Whats great is one of the FLGS ran out and bought a stool high enough to see the tables for me when he found out, guess where I spend my money?

Words cannot describe how epic that story was.

hotsauceman1 wrote:

KGatch113 wrote:

Here are my favorite stories from when I worked Direct Sales at GW HQ in Baltimore.

Lady calls me up asking where her order was. We have a 24-48 packing period, beginning at 8 in the morning on a business day. The lady ordered on a Friday with 2 day shipping, so it would not reach the system until Monday. Except....Monday was New Years Eve. Tuesday was New Years. Weds was a national day of mourning for President Ford. So the order went into the system the following Thursday. Remember...24-48 hour packing period....guess when the order finally got packed? Monday ( first 24 was part of Thursday-Friday, second 24 was Friday-Monday). She needed the order for the following Tuesday ( which would be the day after it shipped).

She flips out, saying we ruined her kids birthday yadda yadda. I try to calm her down. She then says...I'm a lawyer and I can sue you. SOP when someone threatens to sue is to tell them they have to call legal, and end the call, because anything we say or do after that point could be used against the company. I ignore her and proceed to offer her an apology for her bad luck, since we technically did nothing wrong. Refunded her 2 day shipping and sent the child out a High Elf battalion box set and a High Elf army book.

The next week I get a call from her kids. Asking where their new ( totally separate from the birthday/apology order was). Ordered with 2 day shipping. On a Thursday night.....

Another one....guy calls me up and says he got his order, but he got someone else's as well. I look up the miss shipped order....300 dollars worth of stuff. I tell him I am going to create a tag for it, when he receives it could he put it on the box and give it to the UPS guy when he shows up to pick it up? The guy says sure but....he lives in Alaska, and has to drive 100 miles to get to a bush pilot to fly to a town to drive to the post office. This is taking place in early December. I pause, and then say, Merry Christmas, keep the stuff. There was no way I was going to make that guy lug a big box through all of that for us. I then rekeyed the order and sent it to the correct address.

Another time a guy calls me up, and asks, if an imperial guardsmen fires a plasmagun and it overheats and fails his save, does he die instantly. I say yes.

He comes on here and posts how dumb GW guys are, because I told him " If you overheat from plasma you can suffer Instand Death."

People should understand shipping.
Like is "4-8 business days" doesnt mean weekends. I bet you wish you could have said some nasty things to her.

No, I honestly felt bad for her. It was one of those no one's fault situations. The only people I ever had difficulty with were the ones who flipped out over GW stopping the German made Inquistor movie, because of IP problems.

Incredible stories... Keep them coming. It makes me so much better about where I play. Luckily there really aren't that many TFGs around Nashville...until you go to larger tournaments where at least 1 seems to always show up.

Experiment 626 wrote:

Rimmy wrote:my fav was I did a demo game for this kid, maybe 8 or 9. any RS knows demo games the rules are irrelevant, its just to show the premise of the game not the try and teach it to anyone in 2 mins or less.

so I used to apply VERY basic rules to it, and I was REALLY amped on this day, just in a REALLY good mood. so I had arms flailing and explosion noises and pew pew noises and full long names and titles (this was the BFM starter set days so nids and Ultramarines)

this kid was REALLY into it. having a ball. (now having children of my own, I REALLY am glad I made that kid smile, my oldest was 6 months old at the time, she is now 6)

when we were done i'm sweating, the kids got a grin from ear to ear, I looked up and said, SO.... Did you enjoy the game?" kids smiling saying yes, looks at mom, mom looks at me and says he certainly did! "Good! can I interest you in viewing our starter set and maybe brining this excitement home?"

without missing a BEAT his mom looks at me and says "only if you come with it. I haven't seen that much energey in my house since before he was born."

I have never turned so red, IN my life. heat was just eminating off of my face.

I sold them a great starter package, got a big kudos from my manager, and as she's walking out she says, "so you'll be here to play with me when we come back right?.... the game too?"

By the Emporer's hand that actually happenned.

Nice one mate!

We had this one youngster who was similar - I played a demo with him being loud and getting right into it, letting him beat the snot out of the orks. (not hard really when I charge the nobz into 5 marines and miss with all 15 attacks!) His dad is kinda akward asking if I lose on purpose to get his son hooked on the game. The kid is litterly jumping up and down begging his parents to get him the Black Reach set as I'm giving my pitch.
His parents come back a few days later and get him a nice starter bundle for Xmas with the Black Reach set + Academy package. My manager tells me afterwards that his parents asked specifically if I could run their son's classes because he can't wait to 'beat on my orks some more!'

He becomes a regular on sundays for litterly every single mega battle except the few weeks he and his family are on vacation. Last xmas, he started up a new Dark Eldar army, and as we'd recently started carrying the BL novels again, I told his mum about how much I enjoyed the Ultramarines novels, (which are his absolute favourite space marines), and how maybe they could read it together while he's painting/building. She thinks it's a great idea and grabs the omnibus for his stocking!

My manager later tells me that this young fella's mum had told him that this little guy is normally a very quiet, shy kid who litterly never came out of his shell untill he met me and the rest of the staff the year before. But ever since this little guy started playing 40k with his Ultramarines, when he's in our store he'd be a totally different person and had learned alot of valuable people skills and even gained some new friends.

It honestly brought a tear to my eye as we sat back and realised how huge an effect 5 of us staff had had on this little guy.


Man I miss our store... Sure God was constantly trying to kill us and all, but it was good times and I always enjoyed running those demos!

for all the hate that red shirts take, when you get moments like this, (I was fortunate to have more than a few) it really doesn't matter.

yea we sold some products sure, but we also sold products we ACTUALLY enjoyed playing and doing, so its not just selling something, its sharing things too. sounds sappy, but its the biggest and best part of being part of it.

damnit, now I want to go back to work there again LOL! just for the entertainment (although as I say that, you'd have a hard time believing what my normal full time job is, trust me, i'm not in a low level job LOL)

back on topic, horror stories from GW, are not having people see the GOOD moments (and there are plenty) and moron and jerk-hoff shirts that take away form it all.


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TheRobotLol wrote:Words cannot describe how epic that story was.

(edited the long story out for conservationist sake)

completely agree'd. honestly I'm surprised the guy wasn't arrested for lude and lescivious acts with a minor at that point.

thankfully we never had to deal with anything like that. I broke up a would be fight over a game going on, sore loser and a winner with smug attitude and a big mouth. always makes for bad company.

R3con wrote:I'm a disabled vet, both knees are missing pieces, ankle is fused, but hey I got cool scars.

I asked manager A if I could use a painting stool at a gaming table due to my issues, he said no problem have at it.

Manager A leaves and Manager B comes in mid game and starts yelling at me for sitting on a stool I calmly explain that my legs are fethed, and he states that a rule is a rule and anyone could say that. The other 3 guys I'm with say no he was in the Marines and his legs are fethed and all scared up. Manager B demands to see the scars to prove it, I pull up one pant leg show him where my tibia and fibula decided to exit stage left and pop through my skin. And pointed out where they put bone from my hips back into my leg on the other side. He said "oh well you can use the stool then" I calmly thanked him packed up and left. I have not set foot into a GWS since.

Agreed thats shocking. Thats not just a letter but a phone call to higher ups and a potential discussion with an attorney. I'm thinking there may be laws that were violated.


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Che-Vito wrote:My issue is with n0t_u saying that talking about lesbians (without defining whether the speech was demeaning or not.) is unacceptable because children were around.
America promises certain rights, and needs to promise equal 'rights' to those that don't have them. Use 'privileges' if the word suits you better; but your attempt at a jaded comment comes off as worse than uneducated.

You're misperceiving my intent and I think we're actually on the same page. I'm not tolerative of people in real life making fun of homosexuals, unless its a comedy club. I almost had a knock drown drag out fight in a church about said topic.


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boyd wrote:

Che-Vito wrote:

n0t_u wrote:Someone started talking to me about lesbians, I was asked to leave[i] (there were kids around) [/i]with them despite them being the only one talking and me try to politely distance myself...

You know, you'd likely never be asked to leave a store for talking about heterosexual people.
If there are kids around, they can deal.

I might be going out on a limb here but when a group of young adolescent males get together and talk about lesbians, its not about their rights or how they are not allowed to get married. Something tells me it had nothing to do with their orientation but the activities they were engaging in. If you were to talk about two or more heterosexual people engaging in the same acts with children present it still wouldn't make the conversation appropriate. Why would graphic discussions about coitus be appropriate around minors?

What this guy. A bunch of teenagers making stupid jokes and conversations are, well, stupid.

master of ordinance wrote:Recently i caught up with a freind at Harlequins.

He has apparently been banned from our local GW for making a formal complaint. WWWWHHHHAAATTTT!!!!

turned out some kid had accidentialy walked of with his £200 chaos dwarf FW army(it was an honest mistake) so the staff asked him to leave as he had nothing to do so he made a complaint against the staff member.
so the manager banned him for it....

And he hasn't escalated this because...?

Frazzled wrote:

R3con wrote:I'm a disabled vet, both knees are missing pieces, ankle is fused, but hey I got cool scars.

I asked manager A if I could use a painting stool at a gaming table due to my issues, he said no problem have at it.

Manager A leaves and Manager B comes in mid game and starts yelling at me for sitting on a stool I calmly explain that my legs are fethed, and he states that a rule is a rule and anyone could say that. The other 3 guys I'm with say no he was in the Marines and his legs are fethed and all scared up. Manager B demands to see the scars to prove it, I pull up one pant leg show him where my tibia and fibula decided to exit stage left and pop through my skin. And pointed out where they put bone from my hips back into my leg on the other side. He said "oh well you can use the stool then" I calmly thanked him packed up and left. I have not set foot into a GWS since.

Agreed thats shocking. Thats not just a letter but a phone call to higher ups and a potential discussion with an attorney. I'm thinking there may be laws that were violated.

so since I work in an area that requires ADA compliance, I WILL say that it depends first on the country you are in. obviously the Americans with Disabilities Act doesn't apply in Great Britian.

but if this was a US, he could have shown him some type of form, and it is NOT illegal to request validation of a disability, nor is it illegal to deny someone special accommodations without said identification.

I also happen to be a disabled vet (though not as bad and not with ANY type of cool story behind it), AND I work for the VA, so i'm pretty up on the laws here.

I keep my handicap paper placard in my wallet for just such occasions.

Gotcha. Alternatively, rampaging through there with a bunch of friend or vicious attack chewienies (a horrible breeding of chihuahas and wiener dogs, much like Saruman's orks, but worse) would be appropriate.

Frazzled wrote:Gotcha. Alternatively, rampaging through there with a bunch of friend or vicious attack chewienies (a horrible breeding of chihuahas and wiener dogs, much like Saruman's orks, but worse) would be appropriate.

Science! What have your wrought?

EDIT

Look at how sharp those front claws are, and with ears like those you can never hide.

They can hear your fear!

FifteenHours wrote:To be honest, if you are going to use the "...eating a Mcdonalds burger in a Burger King.." analogy, then technically if you are painting a non-GW product with GW paints in a GW-store, it is like buying a Mcdonald's burger and then going to Burger King to buy the fries, and eating both in the Burger King.

...And I guess that using 3rd party bitz on a model is like going to a supermarket, getting some sort of sauce that isn't sold in either shop, and putting it on your Burger King burger before you eat it in Burger King?
Yeah, I guess that works.

Vampirate of Sartosa wrote:

FifteenHours wrote:To be honest, if you are going to use the "...eating a Mcdonalds burger in a Burger King.." analogy, then technically if you are painting a non-GW product with GW paints in a GW-store, it is like buying a Mcdonald's burger and then going to Burger King to buy the fries, and eating both in the Burger King.

...And I guess that using 3rd party bitz on a model is like going to a supermarket, getting some sort of sauce that isn't sold in either shop, and putting it on your Burger King burger before you eat it in Burger King?
Yeah, I guess that works.

These analogies are making me hungry. Stop it!

Ma55ter_fett wrote:

Frazzled wrote:Gotcha. Alternatively, rampaging through there with a bunch of friend or vicious attack chewienies (a horrible breeding of chihuahas and wiener dogs, much like Saruman's orks, but worse) would be appropriate.

Science! What have your wrought?

EDIT

Look at how sharp those front claws are, and with ears like those you can never hide.

They can hear your fear!

Oh god, i want one.

I hope Justin and Nicole are still together, I felt like I got to know them well after reading that.

hotsauceman1 wrote:

Ma55ter_fett wrote:

Frazzled wrote:Gotcha. Alternatively, rampaging through there with a bunch of friend or vicious attack chewienies (a horrible breeding of chihuahas and wiener dogs, much like Saruman's orks, but worse) would be appropriate.

Science! What have your wrought?

EDIT

Look at how sharp those front claws are, and with ears like those you can never hide.

They can hear your fear!

Oh god, i want one.

THEY CAN HEAR YOU FEAR. There is no escape. Ever.

Well, after my second trip to a GW, my biggest horror story from GW was them offering to sell me stuff-and...I'm pretty sure that's their job. Lol. My GW experiences have been great. FLGS though...shudder. Yu Gi Oh kids who smell like an open sewer, steal things from the store, and refuse to ever buy anything, Magic players who crowd warhammer tables, smell almost as bad as the YGO kids and refuse to let warhammer players game on OUR tournament days and the owner saying "The Magic players are in the right, go hide in the back room. How dare you call them out for stinking!" Yeah...favoritism and douche-baggery.

Generally speaking, Magic players pay the bills while wargamers use the same armies over and over. I know it's completely true down here.

Yeah, Magic is actually a LOT more expensive than Warhammer if you want to be competitive, since the sets are constantly rotating.

Cannerus_The_Unbearable wrote:Generally speaking, Magic players pay the bills while wargamers use the same armies over and over. I know it's completely true down here.

This.

At my local FLGS, YGO and Magic players pay the bills. The wargamers sort of act like volunteer staff to do our part (paint terrain, cover the till when the clerk needs to use the bathroom, help customers find stuff), but the CCG players bring in the big money.

They also have the good grace to buy their stuff and leave, giving the wargamers the limited table space

Well, once I ran out of things to do at a GW store, so I asked one of the staff if I could paint one of the starter modles that they kept in a tub for painting lessons. This store is really small, and I've only ever seen about 5-6 people in there on it's busier days, so there was no major demand for painting lessons. The staff guy said it was fine, and let me paint away..until the manager came over. He started questioning me about why I was painting one of "his" miniatures and not my own, and gave me a lecture on how bad this seemingly grand crime was. I was almost asked to leave, but the managers girlfriend and all the others stuck up for me and I was allowed to stay.

sharkticon wrote:

Cannerus_The_Unbearable wrote:Generally speaking, Magic players pay the bills while wargamers use the same armies over and over. I know it's completely true down here.

This.

At my local FLGS, YGO and Magic players pay the bills. The wargamers sort of act like volunteer staff to do our part (paint terrain, cover the till when the clerk needs to use the bathroom, help customers find stuff), but the CCG players bring in the big money.

They also have the good grace to buy their stuff and leave, giving the wargamers the limited table space

maybe where you are. CCG players tend to hang out where I am.

Rimmy wrote:

sharkticon wrote:

Cannerus_The_Unbearable wrote:Generally speaking, Magic players pay the bills while wargamers use the same armies over and over. I know it's completely true down here.

This.

At my local FLGS, YGO and Magic players pay the bills. The wargamers sort of act like volunteer staff to do our part (paint terrain, cover the till when the clerk needs to use the bathroom, help customers find stuff), but the CCG players bring in the big money.

They also have the good grace to buy their stuff and leave, giving the wargamers the limited table space

maybe where you are. CCG players tend to hang out where I am.

+a million to this. The card players never leave. And neither does the smell

Had an instance at the LGS in my home town, before I moved.

So, when Warmachine first appeared in the LGS everyone was going crazy over it. Myself and several friends included (cover rules that make sense!), so naturally tournaments and game days were held. After getting the rules down and running our own games for awhile, me and the 'crew' (two friends with jobs, lol) decide to try out a tournament day.

Most of the day was a blast, the PP guys running the thing were brothers and made the whole experience one worth repeating.
Now, I say most...well, they had to eat some time right? They tell us that they're gonna duck out for some grub and to just play the next round. We're cool with that, seeing as how everyone I've played thus far I know to some degree, and a friend of mine who's been eliminated decides to keep the record of wins...yadda yadda yadda.

I end up doing a 2v2 with this super-quiet guy Dave (he squeaked at me when I greeted him.) and his friends, a gf/bf combo.
We play out a couple turns, and when it gets down to the brawling, my Khador and Dave's Menoth are tearing ass all over the place.

Note: Seriously. This is probably the only game where my models did anything. I sucked.

Now I've noticed that the bf/gf combo don't really mesh tactically. It's not for everyone, I get that. She's playing Cryx and he's playing Mercs...interesting combo right? After a pretty hellacious bout of combat the guy turns to her:

Him: Did I say to *insert buff/attack here* that squad? No. I didn't.
Her: Yeah...you said you wanted to...
Him: No, I didn't. God you're so stupid sometimes. Seriously, we're losing because you suck so bad.
Her: But...I'm the only one who killed anything in combat...

(note: this is true. his mercs were squared off against my Khador...and I wiped him out.)

Now, I snorted when she came back with that. Even man-mouse Dave chuckled. But homeslice mc-bfski didn't like his woman talking back like that. So, before you could say "Instant Death" he'd smacked her right across the face.

To her credit she took the hit well, didn't gasp or cry out. She just held her face and stared at her lap.

Him: Who's doing better in combat now?
I kid you not, I considered laughing when he said that.

Dave, up until this point had been a pretty meek little guy. Nodded furiously with any decision I'd made tactically and offered little in the way of banter...which kinda sucks given that I'm such an out going dude. But when the slap went down and the guy through out the smug line about combat, I think something might've snapped in little Dave.

To this day I've never seen someone go from docile to murderous that quick.

As it turns out, Dave had a thing for the gf. So when cockbite BF laid the smackdown, Dave jumped across the table, Avatar in hand and started to beat wholesale ass.

I think the greatest part of that entire encounter was when the PP guys came back and saw the fight. One of them turned to me and said, "Let me guess. One of those guys is the winner, right?"