This One Time, at the Convention...
I once hinted about this story, but it came up recently in an online conversation so I'll post it now. I've probably posted about it on social media before.I was at a convention where I spent some money on miniatures. I won't go into any figures here, but if you're in the hobby, then you know what the damage can be. Usually about a couple hundred bucks or more unless you're one of those odd people who manage to somehow wait to buy stuff later.(I actually try to as much as possible, but this event had some stuff I wanted to paint)What was unusual at this convention was that they didn't have bags for us, so they went and got plastic bags like you get at the grocery store. Given that none of us knew this when we got in line, we didn't think to leave the line and, oh, get bags from our hotel room.Purchases made, I took my bag of stuff down to the gaming area and looked around.In one hand I had a plastic bag of models.My son was with me and we were looking around."Hey dude!"There were a lot of people in the gaming