I used to frequent a canadian store known as "the sober dwarf"
And i would buy as many miniatures as i could. i wouldn't even buy food. I was homeless! I lived in a shelter that fed us fairly well.
I just remember the lovely store owner who made every visit feel like I came to game with a close friend! I loved painting with her! We would yammer on for hours, and if the store was super dead, me and her would go grab some coffee!
I spent as much money there as i could muster from my tripe pizza job, and i hated being there because it was a zoo full of teenage skanks & macho prick dudes. I loved going to that store. I even managed to go from the pizza place, buy some grots, run and get energy drinks, and back in the pizza place in 6 minutes. Good times.
This was what, two years or more ago? still. funnest times i ever had with warhammer. After i left town (i couldn't stay homeless forever!) i heard the sober dwarf shut down. I cried that day. Still miss that girl, and i write to her frequently!