Today was... interesting.
I decided I needed new dice. This necessitated a trip to the Shop Of Gaming Goodness, of course. And there, today, assembled for a near gigglefit, was the full range of stereotypes. I personally blame their M:tG tournament for this.
Still! There was the scrawny know-it-all bespectacled twelve-year-old playing against the balding middle-aged socially awkward accountant. There was the employee with the well-developed moontan and more spots than a labrador convention. There was the other employee, who finds things like this incredibly amusing. There was the fifteen-year-old flipping through albums of Magic cards on a mission for something-or-other. There was the large, dribbling, sweaty individual with a bag of Stuff™. There was the D&Der affronted by the presence of Other Games on the shelf. (No Serenity in stock; I take this as a good sign.) There was the 'goth'-looking guy peering intently at Vampire. There were assorted non-stereotypical geeks, ranging (at a glance) from harmless and awkward to pleasant and personable.
And there was me, who instantly fails at being any of those - making me the token gamergirl, who generally avoids all of the above except the employee who finds this all incredibly amusing; incidentally, the one as is likely to actually, y'know, talk. And so it was over to him I went, to look at pretty dice for a while.
There followed talking, Serenity geeking (and squeeeeeeing), the revelation that they sold out of blank dice (if I can't buy some gorram fudge dice, I'll make them all. by. myself.), and the news that dice were apparently very popular yesterday today. He theorised that there must be a lot of D&D going on; I noted that my dice - lacking twenty-sided ones - are utterly useless for D&D.
The D&Der shrank back from me a little as I left.
Then came a trip to the comic shop; a journey that involves walking a whole block from the gaming shop. I went to try to find Serenity comics. Interestingly, the comic shop was completely stereotype-free. Turns out, their shipment of Serenity comics was delayed leaving the US and will be in-country on Thursday. And it also turns out that the shop owner suddenly decided that he should see Serenity tonight, possibly on account of a convincing filmsquee from a comic-shopping browncoat.
Not to mention I've had a Kaylee-esque demeanour all day.
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apathy_games has new and useful content for those planning on playing. I'm going to assume now that all have joined as plan to; the joining process is now moderated, so latecomers will need to be approved to join. There's 8 players in, thus far.
I leave you now with my musings on a random person on the bus, who repeatedly elbowed me while reading the Weekend Australian. It's the newspaper for Anne Rice; they make up their own original stories with their own original facts.
I decided I needed new dice. This necessitated a trip to the Shop Of Gaming Goodness, of course. And there, today, assembled for a near gigglefit, was the full range of stereotypes. I personally blame their M:tG tournament for this.
Still! There was the scrawny know-it-all bespectacled twelve-year-old playing against the balding middle-aged socially awkward accountant. There was the employee with the well-developed moontan and more spots than a labrador convention. There was the other employee, who finds things like this incredibly amusing. There was the fifteen-year-old flipping through albums of Magic cards on a mission for something-or-other. There was the large, dribbling, sweaty individual with a bag of Stuff™. There was the D&Der affronted by the presence of Other Games on the shelf. (No Serenity in stock; I take this as a good sign.) There was the 'goth'-looking guy peering intently at Vampire. There were assorted non-stereotypical geeks, ranging (at a glance) from harmless and awkward to pleasant and personable.
And there was me, who instantly fails at being any of those - making me the token gamergirl, who generally avoids all of the above except the employee who finds this all incredibly amusing; incidentally, the one as is likely to actually, y'know, talk. And so it was over to him I went, to look at pretty dice for a while.
There followed talking, Serenity geeking (and squeeeeeeing), the revelation that they sold out of blank dice (if I can't buy some gorram fudge dice, I'll make them all. by. myself.), and the news that dice were apparently very popular yesterday today. He theorised that there must be a lot of D&D going on; I noted that my dice - lacking twenty-sided ones - are utterly useless for D&D.
The D&Der shrank back from me a little as I left.
Then came a trip to the comic shop; a journey that involves walking a whole block from the gaming shop. I went to try to find Serenity comics. Interestingly, the comic shop was completely stereotype-free. Turns out, their shipment of Serenity comics was delayed leaving the US and will be in-country on Thursday. And it also turns out that the shop owner suddenly decided that he should see Serenity tonight, possibly on account of a convincing filmsquee from a comic-shopping browncoat.
Not to mention I've had a Kaylee-esque demeanour all day.
apathy_games has new and useful content for those planning on playing. I'm going to assume now that all have joined as plan to; the joining process is now moderated, so latecomers will need to be approved to join. There's 8 players in, thus far.I leave you now with my musings on a random person on the bus, who repeatedly elbowed me while reading the Weekend Australian. It's the newspaper for Anne Rice; they make up their own original stories with their own original facts.
