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 the_Armyman wrote:

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 FoxPhoenix135 wrote:

TBH Buttery's misadventures would make a great sitcom.

Yeah, see, it's funny until she ends up getting raped or as a JPEG in a 4chan "rekt" thread. I would hope she has learned to take better care of herself and be mindful of her surroundings at this point in her life. Expect the best of people, but be prepared for the worst.

Um, dude. WTF? I don't think there was any reason to go there. Uncool. Very uncool.

 JohnHwangDD wrote:

 the_Armyman wrote:

Spoiler:

 FoxPhoenix135 wrote:

TBH Buttery's misadventures would make a great sitcom.

Yeah, see, it's funny until she ends up getting raped or as a JPEG in a 4chan "rekt" thread. I would hope she has learned to take better care of herself and be mindful of her surroundings at this point in her life. Expect the best of people, but be prepared for the worst.

Um, dude. WTF? I don't think there was any reason to go there. Uncool. Very uncool.

What are you talking about? Why is it uncool to suggest that a naive female is going to have bad things happen to her if she persists in unsafe behaviors? I didn't wish it upon her, nor did I say she has it coming. Statisitcs are a bitch, do your best to not become one. But by all means, let's pretend that some of these antics aren't utterly cringeworthy.

The only thing cringeworthy are your manners.

Well that got dark quickly. No need to language like this thanks. Reds8n

Although not really a FLGS, it was at a GW at Romford I believe a few years ago. Anyway, I was a bit younger and hadn't been in the hobby long, and went to the store with my dad to have a look at stuff. The store stank of weed, mostly eminating from this one extremely stereotypically Jamaican guy attempting to assemble some devastators and failing miserably due to him being completely and utterly baked as a victoria sponge. He just kept grinning at everything and laughing as he fumbled these devastators, and the staff either didn't notice or care, he looked kind of homeless. Anyway, my dad, being a policeman, recognised the smell and we promptly left, leaving the giggling rasta to finish his mess of plastic.

Okay, chill. Despite his delivery, T_A has the seed of a point in his post.
However I did say on the previous page, that after this series of ludicrous events, I realised that I wasn't acting safely and withdrew from the hobby scene.
No, they weren't all avoidable. And none of them were fully my fault. But the fact I didn't expect them or know how to handle these things made me take a step back.

I didn't mention the time I got in a stranger's car and he dropped me off in an abandoned carpark in the middle of a city I didn't live in, because he was at a convention I was working.
That I basically hitchhiked solo around the UK working shows because it was fun, and didn't think about the amount of socially ill adapted people those events can attract. I had friends who saved my ass (in some cases literally) because I wandered around on the assumption that if I was nice to people, they'd be nice back.

That shouldn't be dangerous, but I think I'm the reason my parents went grey early. These days I'm no less trusting, but a lot less naive.

Also I'm a guy. A very girly guy, but this is not FLGS: Gender Politics.

 the_Armyman wrote:

 JohnHwangDD wrote:

 the_Armyman wrote:

Spoiler:

 FoxPhoenix135 wrote:

TBH Buttery's misadventures would make a great sitcom.

Yeah, see, it's funny until she ends up getting raped or as a JPEG in a 4chan "rekt" thread. I would hope she has learned to take better care of herself and be mindful of her surroundings at this point in her life. Expect the best of people, but be prepared for the worst.

Um, dude. WTF? I don't think there was any reason to go there. Uncool. Very uncool.

What are you talking about?

I think it's abundantly clear what I'm talking about, given that I quoted you directly.

And with that, I decline to pursue further communication with you on this point. Or really, any other point. Good day!

 the_Armyman wrote:

 FoxPhoenix135 wrote:

TBH Buttery's misadventures would make a great sitcom.

Yeah, see, it's funny until she ends up getting raped or as a JPEG in a 4chan "rekt" thread. I would hope she has learned to take better care of herself and be mindful of her surroundings at this point in her life. Expect the best of people, but be prepared for the worst.

Well that escalated quickly.

 Buttery Commissar wrote:
Also I'm a guy. A very girly guy, but this is not FLGS: Gender Politics.

Another one to add to the list of threads that don't need to be started.

 Buttery Commissar wrote:

Also I'm a guy. A very girly guy, but this is not FLGS: Gender Politics.

My apologies. I thought it had been said earlier that you were female. But it doesn't make what I said any less relevant. Men are just as guilty of making poor decisions when concerning personal safety, moreso because they think being macho or tough is better than being wise or cautious.

This was back on topic for a total of a handful of posts. Awesome. Now it's Life Lessons According to the_Armyman. (Would not watch that show, 1/5 stars.)

Does anybody have actual FLGS stories to share, or has this thread outlived its purpose?

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.

I did have an opponent at my old store years ago that was probably my worst match I have ever had. During our game he had his dark eldar lined up, then was shooting my ork army to shreds, killing almost 20 boyz. During my turn I shot back with 30 lootas(total) and both squads of 15 rolled a 6 for their deff guns. so 90 shots back at his ravengers. He said that I could not do that since I was out of range. I asked how. He replied that his shots were specifically measured as 36 inches from his gun. that I could not fire since I would have to hit the Hull which was 37 inches. I had to inform him Lootas have 48 inch range. He was so pissed at losing both his ravengers that he threw his metal tape measure across the room and put a nice sized dent into the display wall. He was red faced, cursing about my cheating(showed him my codex to prove) while yelling. Worst part was his 6 year old sitting at the table behind him watching the whole thing happen. this was all during game turn 1.

Ha! I've seen a guy get so mad over a bad roll, he threw a die across a store hard enough to bury itself into the drywall.

Actually, it was more funny than a horror story.

 JohnHwangDD wrote:
Ha! I've seen a guy get so mad over a bad roll, he threw a die across a store hard enough to bury itself into the drywall.

Actually, it was more funny than a horror story.

That sounds like store traditions can begin. Did the manager leave the die there for posterity? Did he stick a frame around it and start a competition?

"Embed a die in the wall and win a box set of your choice".

 conker249 wrote:
I did have an opponent at my old store years ago that was probably my worst match I have ever had. During our game he had his dark eldar lined up, then was shooting my ork army to shreds, killing almost 20 boyz. During my turn I shot back with 30 lootas(total) and both squads of 15 rolled a 6 for their deff guns. so 90 shots back at his ravengers. He said that I could not do that since I was out of range. I asked how. He replied that his shots were specifically measured as 36 inches from his gun. that I could not fire since I would have to hit the Hull which was 37 inches. I had to inform him Lootas have 48 inch range. He was so pissed at losing both his ravengers that he threw his metal tape measure across the room and put a nice sized dent into the display wall. He was red faced, cursing about my cheating(showed him my codex to prove) while yelling. Worst part was his 6 year old sitting at the table behind him watching the whole thing happen. this was all during game turn 1.

What a great example he was setting...

 Shadow Captain Edithae wrote:

That sounds like store traditions can begin. Did the manager leave the die there for posterity? Did he stick a frame around it and start a competition?

"Embed a die in the wall and win a box set of your choice".

But only on a 4+

Straight up gaming misery:

There were a father and ten/eleven year old son duo that would turn up when I or my partner ran tournaments at a certain store.
They had a weird dynamic that you could set your watch by.
They'd turn up, and they'd both have packed lunches. By about 11am the son would have stuffed his food down while his dad was busy, and then begin whining he was hungry. The father would berate him loudly for having done so, in front of everyone present.
Lunchtime, the kid would sit and complain while everyone else ate food and he had none, his father would berate him again.

Neither of them had read the rules fully, and 3/4 of the time gaming would be stopping them from cheating through ignorance.
But the father would yell at the kid over mistakes, it was really uncomfortable. During games.

They were also terrible for reverse engineering things if they made mistakes.
Say you remember a figure has Super Speed and can actually move 11" instead of 8", the father would then try and go back several turns to work out where the figure would actually have been, and what wounds it'd have accrued.

Utterly frustrating and impossible to stop as they would never listen to me.

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.

 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.

A kid came into our FLGS a couple years ago wielding a kitchen knife and a Darth Vader hoodie to steal some Yugioh cards... Did not take long for law enforcement to find the guy matching the description.

 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.

At our GW store a long time ago (before it closed) the staff would cheat people during leagues and win the whole thing. One thing I saw them do was a team game league where they were playing Eldar vs. a new Necron player. On the Necron's turn he attempted to shoot the Avatar with a 12" ranged weapon and fell slightly short of range. On the next turn the Avatar assaulted the same model. When he questioned it while they were rolling dice (he'd just remembered the failed shot) the staff pair both shrugged and told him "you shouldn't have bumped the hill so much".

The manager would also completely lose his gak if you killed his one linchpin unit even if he had the entire rest of his army left. It was usually a LR full of Termies. He'd go stomping around the store fuming and yelling when it died. The rest of the game would be easy pickings because he was so thrown off.

 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.

And that, gentle readers, is why you buy your own bouncey house. (I'm serious, if you have the room, it is _insane_ how cheap these things have gotten).

 JamesY wrote:

 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.

Yeah, I've never had a bad game with staff. In fact I've played tourney games against them and they've easily been some of the best experiences (even if they stamped us).

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.

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.

Ah yes, the GW glasgow LOTR tournaments...my missus used to take part until they asked her to leave for and I quote "Being too much of a beginner"

I also joined in an apocalypse tournament there, having asked for a loaner army (thank goodness) ended up getting handed all the store IG, including a baneblade with random basalisks on it, and the fortress of arrogance.....without Yarrick. As much as I liked their nice big store....the staff were not the best.

I don't remember the Glasgow staff being that bad, although 12 years ago was in the period where I didn't go near the place. Was that still at the top of Hope Street, or had it moved down to Central Station by that point?

 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.

Yup, I've had incidents with certain staffers where upon showing knowledge of the rules is makes you uncool and nerdy and thus you must be reprimanded for daring to know how to play the game.

But those are a minority in my experience. Doesn't stop me from thinking the individuals were tossers that soured my experience in this hobby though.

 AndrewGPaul wrote:
I don't remember the Glasgow staff being that bad, although 12 years ago was in the period where I didn't go near the place. Was that still at the top of Hope Street, or had it moved down to Central Station by that point?

They were in Central Station by then, with a pretty darn large gaming area for a GW, I think there were 12 tables or so at one point, if you included the demo ones, so hypothetically, it should have been a great place for tournaments.

 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.

See, that last bit? Staff woulda gotten a 'feth you, I don't play with cheaters', packed up my gak and never came back. Only way to deal with douchebags is to beat them stupid or take away their power; in this case, the guy was set to win anyway so short of beating another grown man over plastic man-dollies, the only option was to peace out. Shame that GW hires/hired people like this.

"Oh he's the store expert? Well your 'expert' is a fething idiot. I'll take my ban now please."