I just... barely... managed to contain myself.
Today's session was a culmination of a story-arc that has continued for three years. In addition this was the chance for a PC squire to finally earn his spurs and become a knight. Add in a few more dramatic details and you have today's cocktail ready.
Then our newest player (he already had played three session with us) shows up drunk, stinking liquor, coughing his lungs out, TALKING REALLY LOUD (I live in an apartment building filled with conservative pensioners) and practically blind (he had lost his eyeglasses while drinking). He also hadn't slept all night. He was absolutely horrible and embarrassing, especially because *I* had invited him. I wished that the ground had swallowed me.
I tolerated his behaviour throughout the session because I thought to myself that facing this drunkard would lead to a blow-up and a scene. I tried to finish the game early but my players asked me to continue, so that was really a positive sign which indicated that all hope weren't lost after all.
After the game I called him and told him never, ever even dream of showing up to my games in that condition. He was apologetic and backed down. I swear if he had belittled the situation or made any excuses, he would be dead to me right now, both as a friend and a player. After the phone-call I sent SMS to all the other players apologizing for his behaviour and promised that it would not happen again.
I know that this wasn't an actual blow up but it was a real close shave.
Today's session was a culmination of a story-arc that has continued for three years. In addition this was the chance for a PC squire to finally earn his spurs and become a knight. Add in a few more dramatic details and you have today's cocktail ready.
Then our newest player (he already had played three session with us) shows up drunk, stinking liquor, coughing his lungs out, TALKING REALLY LOUD (I live in an apartment building filled with conservative pensioners) and practically blind (he had lost his eyeglasses while drinking). He also hadn't slept all night. He was absolutely horrible and embarrassing, especially because *I* had invited him. I wished that the ground had swallowed me.
I tolerated his behaviour throughout the session because I thought to myself that facing this drunkard would lead to a blow-up and a scene. I tried to finish the game early but my players asked me to continue, so that was really a positive sign which indicated that all hope weren't lost after all.
After the game I called him and told him never, ever even dream of showing up to my games in that condition. He was apologetic and backed down. I swear if he had belittled the situation or made any excuses, he would be dead to me right now, both as a friend and a player. After the phone-call I sent SMS to all the other players apologizing for his behaviour and promised that it would not happen again.
I know that this wasn't an actual blow up but it was a real close shave.