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Chaperoned my son for his first 40k Tourney when he was 9. I wasn't playing, or giving advice, just making sure he wasn't ruining anyone else's gaming, and didn't suddenly go, you know, 9 year old.

Anyhow, a Mom comes in with two of her sons, 9 and 11. Both of the kids had split a AoBR box, assembled their models and brought them in. She had heard of the event by the notices left in the LGS. Brought her kids in to see what it was all about and get some insight into what folks who played 40K were actually up to. I explained things as best I could, and when she asked when the next event was I directed her to the TO.

The Mom approached him and inquired when the next event might be. He mistook her interest, and immediately launched into trying to recruit her into his gaming group, dropped at least 20 Fbombs, and was engaging his Nerd charm heavily while trying to "get to know" her. At the height of his Nerd moves, he noticed a rather nasty vehicle destruction and roared at the top of his lungs "BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!" Took her 5 seconds to round up her two sons, their small armies, and get the heck out of there. As she was leaving, he looked around at the tournament and declared "SHE'S HOT!".

Not sure what was more tragic. His idiocy. The lost opportunity to foster fledgling gamers. Or the legal system that frowns heavily upon fine upstanding citizens seizing the opportunity, when recognized, to beat the life out of those who most assuredly deserve it....

 dracpanzer wrote:
Chaperoned my son for his first 40k Tourney when he was 9. I wasn't playing, or giving advice, just making sure he wasn't ruining anyone else's gaming, and didn't suddenly go, you know, 9 year old.

Anyhow, a Mom comes in with two of her sons, 9 and 11. Both of the kids had split a AoBR box, assembled their models and brought them in. She had heard of the event by the notices left in the LGS. Brought her kids in to see what it was all about and get some insight into what folks who played 40K were actually up to. I explained things as best I could, and when she asked when the next event was I directed her to the TO.

The Mom approached him and inquired when the next event might be. He mistook her interest, and immediately launched into trying to recruit her into his gaming group, dropped at least 20 Fbombs, and was engaging his Nerd charm heavily while trying to "get to know" her. At the height of his Nerd moves, he noticed a rather nasty vehicle destruction and roared at the top of his lungs "BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!" Took her 5 seconds to round up her two sons, their small armies, and get the heck out of there. As she was leaving, he looked around at the tournament and declared "SHE'S HOT!".

Not sure what was more tragic. His idiocy. The lost opportunity to foster fledgling gamers. Or the legal system that frowns heavily upon fine upstanding citizens seizing the opportunity, when recognized, to beat the life out of those who most assuredly deserve it....

What a post; 10/10.

 azreal13 wrote:

 Yodhrin wrote:

 MrMoustaffa wrote:
What kind of round is illegal for a guy to be carrying in a pistol. Only thing I can think of is armor piercing.

Maybe he was USA spec ops and fed you a load of bull so you wouldn't figure out his real job?

As for me, I've had a few awkward moments where a guy got a bit carried away or brought up an odd subject in a place where he REALLY shouldn't have, but nothing anywhere near what some of you guys seem to have gone through.

Although there was one time I met a guy and his sister playing. Sister looked young (15-16ish) but very pretty. The brother was about my age. I watched their game and hung out for a while. Eventually they left and the brother's friend said "wow, you're the first guy I've seen in a while who didn't make a pass at his sister"

"Why would I, she's can't be a day older than 17 (I was 21)"

"Dude, she's 20."

Cue me simultaneously being disgusted that people would hit on a girl that looked around that age and kicking myself for not being more friendly

You have to watch with that though, I've gotten the other end of that once; bunch of mouth-breathers on the bus calling me a perv and all that, when the girl I was with was A - in her mid-twenties, just really young looking, and B - my cousin. We weren't even sitting on the same seat FFS, but this "paedo-paranoia" that the tabloids have whipped up is bordering on witch hunting now.

I'd say better that way than the other.

Just today, in Northallerton, my best friend took her two year old little girl to play in the park.

She noticed a middle aged man walking around the toddler section (which is screened from the rest of the park by a fence) smiling at her little girl. This isn't that unusual, as she does a fine line in adorable when she isn't being a little git, but it was enough to ring a few alarm bells in my friends head.

Home time arrives, and git mode activates, with toddler refusing to leave and throwing a strop. My friend pulls a fairly reliable trick, she pretends to leave. She walks around the corner, then immediately peers around, to see daughter scampering towards exit to catch her up.

In those two or three seconds that it took for her to hide around the corner, then turn to look back, the man from earlier, who was still hanging around, had climbed the fence and was walking towards her daughter, smiling.

My friend bundled her under her arm, headed for the car and called the police.

Now, there could be an innocent explanation, but if anyone has a plausible one, I'd like to hear it.

While I'm sure that was a horrible experience for your friend, the idea that it's commonplace enough that we should be encouraging a "guilty until proven innocent" attitude in members of the public is insanely dangerous, and while it sounds callous, it's better that a very very occasional incident of child abuse happens if the alternative is creating an environment that gives free reign to ignorant thugs to dish out punishment to anyone they think is "acting funny round kids innit". If those scumbags on the bus had been on the cider and just decided to give me a kicking rather than throw abuse at us, what, you'd say that's a price worth paying because there's an infinitesimal chance they might have been right and I actually was hanging about with an inappropriately young girl?

Haight wrote:

Awkward moment #2 , more humerous. Kid about 13 or 14 on a saturday afternoon at the same shop, parent reading a novel in a corner. Kid is playing magic, and literally screaming about "Yay-yo" (Spelling error for sure, it's "cocaine" in another language, basically, Portuguese or Spanish i think). My friend and i are unfortunately at the table directly across from where this kid is (i'm facing it, his back is to it). My bud gets so annoyed, stalks over to the parent whom we'd seen come in with the kid, and was like "Lady, no offense, you're teenage son is screaming about cocaine in public. Nice parenting."

Her response was "THAT'S WHAT THAT MEANS !? " and proceeds to yank the kid out of the store delivering a withering tongue lashing.

That was pretty funny and awkward at the same time.

Possibly Cuban, then. "Yayo". I first heard the term in "Scarface" (Al Pacino) 1983 or so - inasmuch as you could understand anything Tony Montana said, anyway.
With his dropping of some letters and adding of 'g' to words that didn't require it (Don' Fu' wi' me, mang!") - although this could have been something Cuban immigrants to the USA did.
It was also in a song from the soundtrack by Debbie Harry ("Rush rush"). Haven't really heard it outside of that.

13 or 14 seems about the right age to watch that film (given most parent's lack of attentiveness to game or movie ratings, anyway).

Awkward moment #2 , more humerous. Kid about 13 or 14 on a saturday afternoon at the same shop, parent reading a novel in a corner. Kid is playing magic, and literally screaming about "Yay-yo" (Spelling error for sure, it's "cocaine" in another language, basically, Portuguese or Spanish i think). My friend and i are unfortunately at the table directly across from where this kid is (i'm facing it, his back is to it). My bud gets so annoyed, stalks over to the parent whom we'd seen come in with the kid, and was like "Lady, no offense, you're teenage son is screaming about cocaine in public. Nice parenting."

Her response was "THAT'S WHAT THAT MEANS !? " and proceeds to yank the kid out of the store delivering a withering tongue lashing.

That was pretty funny and awkward at the same time.

Thats choice.

As to the first situation. I've only rarely had that. I've found a simple "go away" delivered from an angry looking old fart works easily. But I've never been known for being especially friendly.


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 Yodhrin wrote:

 azreal13 wrote:

 Yodhrin wrote:

 MrMoustaffa wrote:
What kind of round is illegal for a guy to be carrying in a pistol. Only thing I can think of is armor piercing.

Maybe he was USA spec ops and fed you a load of bull so you wouldn't figure out his real job?

As for me, I've had a few awkward moments where a guy got a bit carried away or brought up an odd subject in a place where he REALLY shouldn't have, but nothing anywhere near what some of you guys seem to have gone through.

Although there was one time I met a guy and his sister playing. Sister looked young (15-16ish) but very pretty. The brother was about my age. I watched their game and hung out for a while. Eventually they left and the brother's friend said "wow, you're the first guy I've seen in a while who didn't make a pass at his sister"

"Why would I, she's can't be a day older than 17 (I was 21)"

"Dude, she's 20."

Cue me simultaneously being disgusted that people would hit on a girl that looked around that age and kicking myself for not being more friendly

You have to watch with that though, I've gotten the other end of that once; bunch of mouth-breathers on the bus calling me a perv and all that, when the girl I was with was A - in her mid-twenties, just really young looking, and B - my cousin. We weren't even sitting on the same seat FFS, but this "paedo-paranoia" that the tabloids have whipped up is bordering on witch hunting now.

I'd say better that way than the other.

Just today, in Northallerton, my best friend took her two year old little girl to play in the park.

She noticed a middle aged man walking around the toddler section (which is screened from the rest of the park by a fence) smiling at her little girl. This isn't that unusual, as she does a fine line in adorable when she isn't being a little git, but it was enough to ring a few alarm bells in my friends head.

Home time arrives, and git mode activates, with toddler refusing to leave and throwing a strop. My friend pulls a fairly reliable trick, she pretends to leave. She walks around the corner, then immediately peers around, to see daughter scampering towards exit to catch her up.

In those two or three seconds that it took for her to hide around the corner, then turn to look back, the man from earlier, who was still hanging around, had climbed the fence and was walking towards her daughter, smiling.

My friend bundled her under her arm, headed for the car and called the police.

Now, there could be an innocent explanation, but if anyone has a plausible one, I'd like to hear it.

While I'm sure that was a horrible experience for your friend, the idea that it's commonplace enough that we should be encouraging a "guilty until proven innocent" attitude in members of the public is insanely dangerous, and while it sounds callous, it's better that a very very occasional incident of child abuse happens if the alternative is creating an environment that gives free reign to ignorant thugs to dish out punishment to anyone they think is "acting funny round kids innit". If those scumbags on the bus had been on the cider and just decided to give me a kicking rather than throw abuse at us, what, you'd say that's a price worth paying because there's an infinitesimal chance they might have been right and I actually was hanging about with an inappropriately young girl?

My wife who worked with the police here specializing in child victims, would just stare at you for such an amazingly stupid comment.

I was buying 40k in GW and a kid came over and started telling me all about the latest fantasy release. (VC I think)
I said "I don't know, I don't play fantasy" everytime he stopped for breath or asked a question.
This went on for about five minutes till the manager came over and gently led him back over to the fantasy crowd.

Obviously, then I administered a piledriver to anyone under the age of 40 and spinning bird kicked my way out of the shop.

PredaKhaine wrote:
I was buying 40k in GW and a kid came over and started telling me all about the latest fantasy release. (VC I think)
I said "I don't know, I don't play fantasy" everytime he stopped for breath or asked a question.
This went on for about five minutes till the manager came over and gently led him back over to the fantasy crowd.

Obviously, then I administered a piledriver to anyone under the age of 40 and spinning bird kicked my way out of the shop.

With a babe in each arm.

 Frazzled wrote:

PredaKhaine wrote:
I was buying 40k in GW and a kid came over and started telling me all about the latest fantasy release. (VC I think)
I said "I don't know, I don't play fantasy" everytime he stopped for breath or asked a question.
This went on for about five minutes till the manager came over and gently led him back over to the fantasy crowd.

Obviously, then I administered a piledriver to anyone under the age of 40 and spinning bird kicked my way out of the shop.

With a babe in each arm.

Nahh, I already had three waiting in my car.

This is my car.

I once roundhouse kicked a twelve year old child back into his mother's womb (instant de-aging and reattachment of UC) for telling me my marines were painted incorrectly. I then took his mom and her sister out to dinner, and proceeded to knock the sister up with octuplets. How else do you think octomom happened?

 Frazzled wrote:

Awkward moment #2 , more humerous. Kid about 13 or 14 on a saturday afternoon at the same shop, parent reading a novel in a corner. Kid is playing magic, and literally screaming about "Yay-yo" (Spelling error for sure, it's "cocaine" in another language, basically, Portuguese or Spanish i think). My friend and i are unfortunately at the table directly across from where this kid is (i'm facing it, his back is to it). My bud gets so annoyed, stalks over to the parent whom we'd seen come in with the kid, and was like "Lady, no offense, you're teenage son is screaming about cocaine in public. Nice parenting."

Her response was "THAT'S WHAT THAT MEANS !? " and proceeds to yank the kid out of the store delivering a withering tongue lashing.

That was pretty funny and awkward at the same time.

Thats choice.

As to the first situation. I've only rarely had that. I've found a simple "go away" delivered from an angry looking old fart works easily. But I've never been known for being especially friendly.


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 Yodhrin wrote:

 azreal13 wrote:

 Yodhrin wrote:

 MrMoustaffa wrote:
What kind of round is illegal for a guy to be carrying in a pistol. Only thing I can think of is armor piercing.

Maybe he was USA spec ops and fed you a load of bull so you wouldn't figure out his real job?

As for me, I've had a few awkward moments where a guy got a bit carried away or brought up an odd subject in a place where he REALLY shouldn't have, but nothing anywhere near what some of you guys seem to have gone through.

Although there was one time I met a guy and his sister playing. Sister looked young (15-16ish) but very pretty. The brother was about my age. I watched their game and hung out for a while. Eventually they left and the brother's friend said "wow, you're the first guy I've seen in a while who didn't make a pass at his sister"

"Why would I, she's can't be a day older than 17 (I was 21)"

"Dude, she's 20."

Cue me simultaneously being disgusted that people would hit on a girl that looked around that age and kicking myself for not being more friendly

You have to watch with that though, I've gotten the other end of that once; bunch of mouth-breathers on the bus calling me a perv and all that, when the girl I was with was A - in her mid-twenties, just really young looking, and B - my cousin. We weren't even sitting on the same seat FFS, but this "paedo-paranoia" that the tabloids have whipped up is bordering on witch hunting now.

I'd say better that way than the other.

Just today, in Northallerton, my best friend took her two year old little girl to play in the park.

She noticed a middle aged man walking around the toddler section (which is screened from the rest of the park by a fence) smiling at her little girl. This isn't that unusual, as she does a fine line in adorable when she isn't being a little git, but it was enough to ring a few alarm bells in my friends head.

Home time arrives, and git mode activates, with toddler refusing to leave and throwing a strop. My friend pulls a fairly reliable trick, she pretends to leave. She walks around the corner, then immediately peers around, to see daughter scampering towards exit to catch her up.

In those two or three seconds that it took for her to hide around the corner, then turn to look back, the man from earlier, who was still hanging around, had climbed the fence and was walking towards her daughter, smiling.

My friend bundled her under her arm, headed for the car and called the police.

Now, there could be an innocent explanation, but if anyone has a plausible one, I'd like to hear it.

While I'm sure that was a horrible experience for your friend, the idea that it's commonplace enough that we should be encouraging a "guilty until proven innocent" attitude in members of the public is insanely dangerous, and while it sounds callous, it's better that a very very occasional incident of child abuse happens if the alternative is creating an environment that gives free reign to ignorant thugs to dish out punishment to anyone they think is "acting funny round kids innit". If those scumbags on the bus had been on the cider and just decided to give me a kicking rather than throw abuse at us, what, you'd say that's a price worth paying because there's an infinitesimal chance they might have been right and I actually was hanging about with an inappropriately young girl?

My wife who worked with the police here specializing in child victims, would just stare at you for such an amazingly stupid comment.

Really? Then I hope to hell she wasn't an actual police officer, because if it's bad for random people on the internet to be advocating/excusing a concerted effort to create a paranoid vigilante culture, it's ten times worse for a law enforcement official to.

Are you going to actually explain why my position(that being; accepting that an unfortunate but extremely small amount of one serious crime will happen is better than fostering a culture which, justified by a claimed attempt to reduce the first type of crime, creates a much much larger amount of similarly serious crime) is "amazingly stupid", ideally without resorting to the usual "summady fink of da CHILLEN! " nonsense.

Now, now....let's not create an awkward situation now. Let's keep this thread from derailing, and move the "Vigilante Culture" talk to the OT forum.

Thats sounds like a very good plan - an awkward moment from saturday.

I was playing against a friend (in GW! ) and we were rolling away happily and an older gentlemen mumbled something at me.
I asked him to repeat and he said loudly "I'd like to buy this" and waved an eldar codex at me.
I pointed him in the direction of the manager, then shouted the manager over and he bought the codex and left.

A while afterwords I had the thought - Does this mean that I, in my free time, of my own free will, dress like a GW employee?

Had a player basically concede a game after turn two on a scenario board at Templecon. We were about thirty minutes into it and he was really kind of getting battered. I wasn't about to make him stay in a game he wasn't having any fun in, and there was no win by caster kill option (per the table scenario).

He pulls his bag out to pack up, then starts to play again, deciding to use every tactic in his power to drag out a game he had conceded, and then gotten indignant about, to four hours in length.

It got awkward when people playing next to us (which had roatated multiple times because of how long our game was) kept asking how it was going

 Easy E wrote:
Now, now....let's not create an awkward situation now. Let's keep this thread from derailing, and move the "Vigilante Culture" talk to the OT forum.

Fair point Easy E. I'll back off.

I've strained my brain, but other than that time the ninjas attacked, and we-of course-easily beat them back with whippy sticks while sipping martinis, I can't think of too much. I've had some very strained moments with opposing players, annoying bystanders, and the usual incredibly stinking person, but not too much. I do remember gaming several times back in the time when it rained in Texas, in such rain that I thought we were going to get flooded out.

In contrast many years ago the wife used to take The Boy (then about 8 I think) to some week night YuGiYo gaming at a different location. They often had some Ft Hood guys come down and play and kind of adopted him into their regular group. We have a group pic somewhere the wife took of all these army guys huddling around a little Z smiling from ear to ear.

I signed up just to post on this thread, and then as I was typing up my experiences I realised they just weren't very amsuing, or indeed on topic.

So that was awkward...

But to recap, because why not:

Cringe worthy hyper shouty excitedness of GW staff (Hello Manchester Arndale store!) "THESE GUYS ARE BAD ASSED! BOOOM! YOU WANT FIFTEEN BOXES!" Nah mate, I just want some Agrax Earthshade...

The opposite to this, where I go to a different outlet, and am received with rudeness and caution (Hello, Fanboy3!) You feel bad interrupting these turbo nerds to bother them with something as stupid as wanting buy some 28mm stuff that isn't Warmachine. That place smells awful, too.

I finished dead-last at a tournement last year. I got tabled TWICE. I was using an unfamiliar army (Wood elves with only 1 shooting unit... go figure!) but I was still pretty sad about that.

Otherwise, I suppose I've been quite lucky. I've not had to Chuck Norris anyones face off, save a damsel in distress or dragon punch my way out of a squad of rabid Spec Op vets!

Apologies for lack of anything decent, I just really wanted to join in.

One awkward moment from last week was when I was sitting at the small painting table in my local GW working on some farsight suits.

The manager sat down and started talking me about some non-hobby related stuff. During our convo this guy sits down with us and asks: "Hey where did you get that bag?" (looking at my KR bag), "It looks wayyyy better than GW's cases and the foam is all custom."

I looked at the manager because I knew where this was headed. Manager basically had to tell the guy that you don't discuss non-GW products in the store and you certainly don't openly hate on GW's products either.

Some people just don't have common sense.

Long story short. I was TO for a tournament and was disrespected by a player. My hands were tied in the matter, so no action could be taken against the player. (he was wrong) It was part of whole day of "my hands are tied.".

Was watching some friends play Fantasy last night and was facing the three tables full of D&D crowd. SO MANY BUTT CRACKS!!! Men and women, I had to turn to face the other way. Hasbro really should hand out belts with that game

Swan-of-War wrote:
Was watching some friends play Fantasy last night and was facing the three tables full of D&D crowd. SO MANY BUTT CRACKS!!! Men and women, I had to turn to face the other way. Hasbro really should hand out belts with that game

Sounds like what we had to go through at our store when we ran Heroclix. Butt crack everywhere. It was so bad one day that a guy in the store legit had half his butt showing while he was seated. After two times of reminding to pull his pants up to waist level and keep them there, my friend decided for the 3rd time to place the guy's pen in the region between his butt crack and pants. I have never seen someone jump up to pull up their pants so fast. Unfortunately, after a crack free hour and a half guess where the guy's pants where as he was packing up. I truly felt nauseated by the end of that day-o-clix. (I also had a headache, so frustrating)

 Ironwill13791 wrote:
Long story short. I was TO for a tournament and was disrespected by a player. My hands were tied in the matter, so no action could be taken against the player. (he was wrong) It was part of whole day of "my hands are tied.".

unless you were TO'ing handcuffed.. that needs explanation... cause that sounds like you weren't in charge at all.

(heck.. it needs explanation if you WERE TO'ing handcuffed)

This one time when I was at a game shop minding my own business all of a sudden a gang of thugs busted in and tried to rob the store and hijack the models! I stayed cool and stared him down with my wolf stare, while I drew my Glock 7 ( it costs more than you make in a month). I quickly aimed at them and fired a barrage of high explosive armor piercing baby killing depleted uranium shells ( illegal in 87 countries ), with each shot being a perfect headshot right between the eyes.

It was about this time that some creepy guy in the back of the store decided to say not nice things to a female Gaming there. Overhearing this, I quickly activated White Knight mode and rushed across the store where used my skill as the last surviving Grandmaster of the ancient Chinese art of Dim Sum to beat him into unconsciousness using only my pinkies.

Now the police cars were showing up and wanting to know what was going on with the dead thugs and the unconscious creepy guy. I produced my identification that show that I was the captain of a secret government force known as " the secret squirrels " answerable only to the president directly. The police cleaned up the bodies and my and contacts made sure that the story was never reported in the media.

The management at the store was so grateful for my actions that they offered to give me any models I want for free. I paid for them anyways at full retail price because I'm a multi billionaire and I like to support my FLGS.

What happened with the girl, I want to know?

 porkuslime wrote:

 Ironwill13791 wrote:
Long story short. I was TO for a tournament and was disrespected by a player. My hands were tied in the matter, so no action could be taken against the player. (he was wrong) It was part of whole day of "my hands are tied.".

unless you were TO'ing handcuffed.. that needs explanation... cause that sounds like you weren't in charge at all.

(heck.. it needs explanation if you WERE TO'ing handcuffed)

Figurative handcuffing, the other way would truly be awkward . The guy who was being disrespectful is the "higher guy on the totem pole" (senior judge). I was running the tournament and he played in it to prevent an odd # of players (he paid and was allegeable for prizes). So pretty much as of now he is untouchable to any disciplinary action because he can just "overrule it", even though he is participating in a tournament I was running. It lead to my 1st (well 2nd) awkward moment of when I gave a ruling in his 3rd match and the result was something that he didn't like; him barking at me to proof it and me not being able to do anything to him. (luckily his opponent pulled out the FAQ and showed him in black + white to diffuse the situation) The real 1st awkward moment was when I organized out the prize pool with the store, and finally felt like I was in charge. It all came crashing down, when he heard what the prizes were and "didn't like it". He then ran upstairs and changed the prizes to what he wanted them to be (which was accompanied with a math failure of his prizes totaling $140 out of the $150 to be spread out).

This is going to lead to me talking to the store about this and if I don't gain authority in such situations, then he can do all the work himself and I will just judge cf-vanguard. I had a complete breakdown of what happened , but I didn't want to face repercussions back at the store for writing it out online. Oh well, maybe I can get some good advice.


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 Phobos wrote:
This one time when I was at a game shop minding my own business all of a sudden a gang of thugs busted in and tried to rob the store and hijack the models! I stayed cool and stared him down with my wolf stare, while I drew my Glock 7 ( it costs more than you make in a month). I quickly aimed at them and fired a barrage of high explosive armor piercing baby killing depleted uranium shells ( illegal in 87 countries ), with each shot being a perfect headshot right between the eyes.

It was about this time that some creepy guy in the back of the store decided to say not nice things to a female Gaming there. Overhearing this, I quickly activated White Knight mode and rushed across the store where used my skill as the last surviving Grandmaster of the ancient Chinese art of Dim Sum to beat him into unconsciousness using only my pinkies.

Now the police cars were showing up and wanting to know what was going on with the dead thugs and the unconscious creepy guy. I produced my identification that show that I was the captain of a secret government force known as " the secret squirrels " answerable only to the president directly. The police cleaned up the bodies and my and contacts made sure that the story was never reported in the media.

The management at the store was so grateful for my actions that they offered to give me any models I want for free. I paid for them anyways at full retail price because I'm a multi billionaire and I like to support my FLGS.

You forgot to mention how the female you saved was attractive, and how grateful she was later on when you took her back to your impressive mansion.

PredaKhaine wrote:
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I pointed him in the direction of the manager, then shouted the manager over and he bought the codex and left.

A while afterwords I had the thought - Does this mean that I, in my free time, of my own free will, dress like a GW employee?

That's not awkward that's reality biting.

You weren't asking your opponent "so what are you working on at the moment?" were you?

It could have been a simple mistake [looks at Preda's clothes]........could have been....

Three weeks in to a slow grow 40k league and play against a person that knows but doesn't care that he is playing the previous edition. We were playing 5th edition and he got mad and started yelling that I could bring my Kroot on from the side of the board. I asked him where he get that from andbhe pulled out the 4th edition rule book. I asked another player to explain to him what his malfunction was. He got pissed, packed off and pealed out in his chester wagon. F'ing weird guy.

 Phobos wrote:
This one time when I was at a game shop minding my own business all of a sudden a gang of thugs busted in and tried to rob the store and hijack the models! I stayed cool and stared him down with my wolf stare, while I drew my Glock 7 ( it costs more than you make in a month). I quickly aimed at them and fired a barrage of high explosive armor piercing baby killing depleted uranium shells ( illegal in 87 countries ), with each shot being a perfect headshot right between the eyes.

It was about this time that some creepy guy in the back of the store decided to say not nice things to a female Gaming there. Overhearing this, I quickly activated White Knight mode and rushed across the store where used my skill as the last surviving Grandmaster of the ancient Chinese art of Dim Sum to beat him into unconsciousness using only my pinkies.

Now the police cars were showing up and wanting to know what was going on with the dead thugs and the unconscious creepy guy. I produced my identification that show that I was the captain of a secret government force known as " the secret squirrels " answerable only to the president directly. The police cleaned up the bodies and my and contacts made sure that the story was never reported in the media.

The management at the store was so grateful for my actions that they offered to give me any models I want for free. I paid for them anyways at full retail price because I'm a multi billionaire and I like to support my FLGS.

could have used more head explosions and tank punching

 Phobos wrote:
This one time when I was at a game shop minding my own business all of a sudden a gang of thugs busted in and tried to rob the store and hijack the models! I stayed cool and stared him down with my wolf stare, while I drew my Glock 7 ( it costs more than you make in a month). I quickly aimed at them and fired a barrage of high explosive armor piercing baby killing depleted uranium shells ( illegal in 87 countries ), with each shot being a perfect headshot right between the eyes.

It was about this time that some creepy guy in the back of the store decided to say not nice things to a female Gaming there. Overhearing this, I quickly activated White Knight mode and rushed across the store where used my skill as the last surviving Grandmaster of the ancient Chinese art of Dim Sum to beat him into unconsciousness using only my pinkies.

Now the police cars were showing up and wanting to know what was going on with the dead thugs and the unconscious creepy guy. I produced my identification that show that I was the captain of a secret government force known as " the secret squirrels " answerable only to the president directly. The police cleaned up the bodies and my and contacts made sure that the story was never reported in the media.

The management at the store was so grateful for my actions that they offered to give me any models I want for free. I paid for them anyways at full retail price because I'm a multi billionaire and I like to support my FLGS.

My sides are in orbit. I lost it at the billionaire supporting his FLGS ending.

The worst I've had is a mini-apoc game I was a part of, where at the beginning of the game three people got into an argument over whether or not you can roll for two different psychic disciplines or not out of the core rulebook. I'm usually the local rules lawyer but I decided to sit this one out since it was getting loud and I was hungry. I'd eaten, got bored, went to pick up monsters, got hungry again, and eaten again by the time they finished. Not really an impressive tale.

Not at the table, but I loaned one of my rulebooks out to someone, and when I got it back I threw it in my car. A few days ago I looked in it again and noticed a few pieces of paper. They were the man's W-2s as well as a few other things.(I'm not keeping them, It's just I don't see him till friday.)

Once I was playing a game with my Necron friend at our FLGS, when some guy comes up to us and screams about how one of us made a tactical error by not putting our infantry in cover, then he whipped out his belt-fed pistol and continued to scream his head off at us. The store owner called the authorities, and we were greeted with a squad of Spec Op assassin assassins landing on the roof and busting through the door and windows to inspect this guy's ID. Seeing as he was Spec Ops, the assassin assassins did their job and assassinated him.

Ok, real story. Probably not that awkward at all, but that's good because this is about me. Some people, no idea how new they were, were looking into getting a new board game at the store (Cthulhu or whatever the heck they are), when I kind of stumble into their circle and and interrupt asking where the bathroom is. SHEBANG! THE PINNACLE OF AWKWARDNESS!
I dunno how weird that is on its own, but the stupid part was the bathroom was in PLAIN sight very nearby.