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Chute82 wrote: Not a FLGS horror story but a horror story
My buddy and I where setting up tables and chairs for his 3 year old daughters b-day party. He rented one of those bounce houses for the party for the kids to jump around in. The bounce house was delivered later that day by these two guys. They unloaded the bounce house and plugged it into the power and inflated. The guys then start telling us how hard it was to get all the baby oil and stains cleaned on the bounce house. They told us a swingers party rented it earlier in the week.
Boggy Man wrote: Most of the available buildings around here are old mills and houses over 100 years old. One of the games I had was with a cute girl who really seemed to like me. I asked for her phone number but she didn't know what a phone was. It turns out she was a ghost the whole time.
Compel wrote: Except, the staffmember playing the game said. "Nope, not happening." Then the "Adjudicator" said, "he's the store expert, he's right" - despite all my (very calm, polite, yet firm) attempts to demonstrate with the rulebook otherwise.
I then got threatened with not only getting kicked out of the tournament, but being banned from the store for disagreeing with staff.
Sometimes, it's worth dying on the hill to make a point.
If it were me, back when I was "serious" about playing, I probably would have called that threat, and demanded that they either play by the rules or refund my money, because I don't pay money to be cheated.
I'm pretty sure I didn't pay to play in the tournament... Probably.
As for getting banned from the store, yeah, I wouldn't have been brave enough for that, or at least, not back then - I'm somewhat a little more assured of myself nowadays, rather than some kid just clean out of school. It was literally the only place I knew of that had decent gaming tables and people to game with. - Not to mention shopping, online stores hadn't really taken off then and I think even Static Games (the other major store in Glasgow), was still trading out of an indoor market stall.
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Compel wrote: Not quite a horror story but, I recently worked out that for at least the past 16 years, I have never had a positive experience playing a game with a Games Workshop staffmember.
Why? What's been happening? When I used to play customers it was always a good laugh for both.
on subject of cheating/bad sportsmanship at GW I cheated some kids at a GW once by not realising characters lost the precision shot rule in 7th (they did have it in 6th, right?).
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AndrewGPaul wrote: Money? I think you're misunderstanding the nature of the event.
I generally assume that tournaments have an entry fee.
Yes, if it was something like the official national tournaments they used to run, but I think calling in-store events at a GW store "tournaments" is stretching it. They were just something the staff put together for a laugh, really.
I once took part in a Necromunda "tournament", where the winner was decided on the increase in gang rating after four games. I won handily because I rolled up three (!) Archeotech Hoards (Honestly! I did it in front of everyone. I've never had such a good set of territories before or since.) and ransacked them after the third game; 18D6 x 10 credits, and spent the lot on all the extra equipment I could get my hands on.
To be generous to the staff in Compel's post, I think they were going for a heroic end, rather than Faramir winning because he picked on mooks like a chump. I'd have been fine with that, but I agree if you protested it was against the rules, they should have done it right.
Compel wrote: Not quite a horror story but, I recently worked out that for at least the past 16 years, I have never had a positive experience playing a game with a Games Workshop staffmember.
Why? What's been happening? When I used to play customers it was always a good laugh for both.
on subject of cheating/bad sportsmanship at GW I cheated some kids at a GW once by not realising characters lost the precision shot rule in 7th (they did have it in 6th, right?).
I think there's a difference of intent between maliciously cheating, and having edition amnesia (as us older gamers often have after playing so many editions of the game).
master of ordinance wrote: I think Paulson wins this thread unless a certain Dakkanought who's store tried to kill them turns up.....
Someone speaks the devil's name!?
Over the corse of nearly 5 years working for the local GW store, of which 2 of those years were during major mall renovations/expansion, I got to deal with A Lot! (and yes, it's true, our store indeed tried repeatedly to kill us all)
While God throwing a lightning bolt at us was a little disconcerting, (and which was my fault apparently...), our greatest nightmare was this one customer whom we coined 'Grossie'.
Just to give you an idea of how truly awful this individual was, think of every filthy, unhygienic, grotesque, Nurgle'fied stereotype that there is about larger-sized, geeky, socially awkward neckbeards...
Now apply those tropes to a female. (minus the actual beard, but slightly visible mustache)
Best (or rather worst) was the day this person decided to bring their crystal dildo into the store thinking it would be a hilarious joke for the guys on staff...
Unfortunately, there was a mother with her young son maybe 10 feet away, and then the realisation of where this implement had repeatedly been.
Compel wrote: Two incidents come to mind immediately about my experiences.
One (in fact, one of the incidents that convinced me to drop GW and 40k entirely), was a game with a GW staffmember a few years ago, whenever 6th edition was. His army?
Kairos Fateweaver
Bloodthirster
2 squads of pink horrors
Warpgate (aka Spawner of infinite demons)
2 flying demon princes
1 ground demon prince
I didn't kill a single model, I got tabled.
Another, 12 years ago, was playing in GW Glasgow in a LOTR tournament. I'd won every game, final match against a GW staffmember (there was an odd number of players), I was on course to win the tournament. The staffmember was playing as a player, with someone else as the adjudicator (supposedly).
We were playing a 'headhunter' mission - so, there were a whole bunch of extra points for killing the enemy general. - I had almost tabled the other force (therefore in a position to win), except for the enemy general was still alive (The Witch King, maybe...)
Their general charged Faramir (my General), who had already charged a random orc on the final turn.
I had planned for that, however, and then counter charged the Witch King with a Fountain Court Guard (the toughest to kill infantry model in the game at the time).
So, LOTR, had a fundamental rule that, there can never be a "multiple on multiple" combat, every single combat must be split to either 2 V 1, or groups of 1v1. This was a fundamental concept of the game.
Doing this move, meant that The Witch King (who had good odds on killing Faramir), had to fight the Fountain Court Guard instead of Faramir, whereas Faramir had to fight the random orc. - As the Court Guard wasn't in base contact with the orc.
Naturally, doing so would pretty much guarantee me the victory in the game (and therefore the tournament).
Except, the staffmember playing the game said. "Nope, not happening." Then the "Adjudicator" said, "he's the store expert, he's right" - despite all my (very calm, polite, yet firm) attempts to demonstrate with the rulebook otherwise.
I then got threatened with not only getting kicked out of the tournament, but being banned from the store for disagreeing with staff.
So, yeah... Faramir died, I lost the game, therefore the tournament (the first gaming tournament I ever took part in).
As you can guess, I'm still bitter about it. Which is kinda sad, considering, well, 12 years ago... but yeah, I never claimed to be a fully adjusted human being.
Fair enough. In fairness my worst games were against my manager. He claimed he only takes models he likes (he seemed to only like optimal build/net list models though). I had only just gotten back into 40k, and had bought a fairly tame Gk army, and when 7th ed came out an unbound list of pure kans and dreds. He'd go on about how he always beat me, but use old rules that no longer applied, optimised lists against casual lists, and get very arsy if he ever lost a model (I nearly packed up when he kept shouting 'but what about look out sir?' when a mind strike missile hit his jetbike riding warlock and farseer, and he had to take perils tests).
Boggy Man wrote: Most of the available buildings around here are old mills and houses over 100 years old. One of the games I had was with a cute girl who really seemed to like me. I asked for her phone number but she didn't know what a phone was. It turns out she was a ghost the whole time.
If she was a ghost, how did she roll dice?
The dice were dead too! *dramatic sting!*
"-Nonsense, the Inquisitor and his retinue are our hounoured guests, of course we should invite them to celebrate Four-armed Emperor-day with us..." Thought for the Day - Never use the powerfist hand to wipe.
Matthew wrote: You know what I hate? People who can't respect that you're playing. Seriously, I know my codex, I don't need your help. What is up with people coming up and telling me what to shoot at/assault? They even go as far as to move my models for me
-- $k 
-- 9k 
-- 6k 
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They were just something the staff put together for a laugh, really.
~2800 points 
(Cat Pee Hockey Girl I guess?!)
