I was at some party in a basement.
I’m not sure how, but we were going to play this board game. I think it had a 3-phase turn. Phase 1 was to just pick up whatever currency/gold was laying at the square you were on. Phase 2 was to use it to buy something. Phase 3… No clue. But it existed.
I’m a lazy dreamer and don’t flush out unnecessary details; friends don’t have faces/names etc. But one person WAS there for sure: Dana C^r1s3n.
Anyway, we decided to LARP the game up a bit, and ditch the board, putting the various currency pieces all around the basement. For your turn, you’d have to walk to a different part of the basement, find the currency, edit your inventory, then play out your main turn.
I was thinking it was pretty kick-ass, but then about 3 turns in or so, people stopped me, and were just like, “Okay. You win Clint. I don’t want to play.”
I was a bit crestfallen at the situation. It reminded me very much of real life, where I have a lot of friends who refuse to play games, forcing me to just sit there and do nothing. I’m fine with conversation, but… If we can’t watch a movie or show, or play a game, conversation alone only holds my interest for 30-60 minutes, unless there is a party’s worth of people to talk to (i.e. 20+). I’m starting to realize (again, in real life) that if that’s how it is, I’d rrather just hang out with Carolyn.