My wife/ husband hates Sryth.

[thingirl]

OK, here's where you go to disscuss how anyone in your family hounds you about playing Sryth too much.

[thingirl]

Here's some advice I gave to Scout after he said that his wife sometimes talks about "THAT D@&N GAME!!!".

Get her to Register for a non AG account, so she can see what it's all about. Then, if/when she gets hooked, give her the option of either giving her one of your slots or upgrading her account. That's pretty much what dad did to me (although the first time I asked what he was doing, he offered my Alanne's spot, then later the above procedure happened [except he didn't ask if I wanted to upgrade]).

[Badstench]

Synopsis: I cohabitate with my brother and his partner. My Mother had come to stay for a few days (which is nice... nobody cooks a meal like a mother!)

The story: I arrived home from work, made a coffee and sat down to relax. After a while, I turned on the puter and logged on to Sryth, where I promptly went to Zumryn's battlegrounds, bought a stone from Luridor, and prepared for an assault on the leaderboard against the bone horde.

Mother was preparing dinner, which was served while I was at level 170 and still going strong. I mumbled some sort of apology for not sitting myself at the table with the rest of them.

5 minutes later, my brother's partner testily commented that the wonderful meal my mother had prepared for me was getting cold.

I replied, just as testily, that I was busy and would join them as soon as practicable.

The outcome: I managed to get 4 levels higher in the bone horde challenge than my previous best.... But this didn't mean diddly squat to the three people sitting around the table who all regarded me with silent exasperation.

There was no way I could explain to them why it was necessary for me to stay with my computer; they wouldn't have understood about leaderboard challenges, time restrictions, Luridor's stone, etc.

I merely said, "I was doing something that required my attention".

The moral: Here's where I should say things like, "Family is more important than a game", or, "Good manners maketh a good man", or, "I was rude and in the wrong"... But, sod it! I got 4 levels higher, man!

[thingirl]

4 levels, wow. I got back to back black orbs and made it up to 130 (MR 154) when my previous best was 119.

[Doolipalally]

Synopsis: I cohabitate with my brother and his partner. My Mother had come to stay for a few days (which is nice... nobody cooks a meal like a mother!)

The story: I arrived home from work, made a coffee and sat down to relax. After a while, I turned on the puter and logged on to Sryth, where I promptly went to Zumryn's battlegrounds, bought a stone from Luridor, and prepared for an assault on the leaderboard against the bone horde.

Mother was preparing dinner, which was served while I was at level 170 and still going strong. I mumbled some sort of apology for not sitting myself at the table with the rest of them.

5 minutes later, my brother's partner testily commented that the wonderful meal my mother had prepared for me was getting cold.

I replied, just as testily, that I was busy and would join them as soon as practicable.

The outcome: I managed to get 4 levels higher in the bone horde challenge than my previous best.... But this didn't mean diddly squat to the three people sitting around the table who all regarded me with silent exasperation.

There was no way I could explain to them why it was necessary for me to stay with my computer; they wouldn't have understood about leaderboard challenges, time restrictions, Luridor's stone, etc.

I merely said, "I was doing something that required my attention".

The moral: Here's where I should say things like, "Family is more important than a game", or, "Good manners maketh a good man", or, "I was rude and in the wrong"... But, sod it! I got 4 levels higher, man!

After some thought (and with due trepidation ;)) I'm going to contribute a reaction to this.

Personally I'm really understanding about leaderboard challenges, time restrictions and the like. I'm a signed-up member of the 'can we talk about it in ten minutes or so cos Xarakk's hovering at death's door' club.

I think my approach to the whole evening would have been a bit different, though.

Given that someone was going to the effort of cooking me dinner, there's no way I'd have forked out for Luridor's stone and sat down for a major effort without first finding out what time dinner would be ready, and working out whether I had time to fit it in before then.

So that would be my top tip for all you harrassed husbands/sons out there - bit of forward planning, bit of communication, works every time! :p

[zmflavius]

Synopsis: I cohabitate with my brother and his partner. My Mother had come to stay for a few days (which is nice... nobody cooks a meal like a mother!)

The story: I arrived home from work, made a coffee and sat down to relax. After a while, I turned on the puter and logged on to Sryth, where I promptly went to Zumryn's battlegrounds, bought a stone from Luridor, and prepared for an assault on the leaderboard against the bone horde.

Mother was preparing dinner, which was served while I was at level 170 and still going strong. I mumbled some sort of apology for not sitting myself at the table with the rest of them.

5 minutes later, my brother's partner testily commented that the wonderful meal my mother had prepared for me was getting cold.

I replied, just as testily, that I was busy and would join them as soon as practicable.

The outcome: I managed to get 4 levels higher in the bone horde challenge than my previous best.... But this didn't mean diddly squat to the three people sitting around the table who all regarded me with silent exasperation.

There was no way I could explain to them why it was necessary for me to stay with my computer; they wouldn't have understood about leaderboard challenges, time restrictions, Luridor's stone, etc.

I merely said, "I was doing something that required my attention".

The moral: Here's where I should say things like, "Family is more important than a game", or, "Good manners maketh a good man", or, "I was rude and in the wrong"... But, sod it! I got 4 levels higher, man!

just two questions:
1)What's your job?
2)How old are you?

[Badstench]

Zm flavius asked:
just two questions:
1)What's your job?
2)How old are you?
1) It has an official title and comes with certain responsibilities, but the reality is it's just a means to an end... the end is keeping my bank manager happy.
2) I've stolen and adapted a very wise saying from Douglas Adams: "Age is an illusion, my age doubly so!"

Doolipalally commented:
bit of forward planning, bit of communication, works every time!
That's funny... my unwritten job description includes those two things and I'm usually very good at them.

By the way, do you know who Bernie Ecclestone is? He's the big-wig of Formula 1 who annoyed everyone by announcing that Hitler "got things done". The other thing he said was, "Women should dress in white to match the other domestic appliances". (What a prat, him!) :rolleyes:

Disclaimer: Badstench denies any responsibility for insults (perceived or real) attributed to Bernie Ecclestone and, furthermore, would like to express how lovely his mother's dinner was the night in question.

[Doolipalally]

That's funny... my unwritten job description includes those two things and I'm usually very good at them.

Lol - my written job descriptions have usually included things about being methodical and organised, neither of which seem to apply when I'm at home (you should see the state of my desk!). I have a theory that there's a finite amount of certain qualities available, so you run out by the end of the working day...

[thingirl]

By the way, do you know who Bernie Ecclestone is? He's the big-wig of Formula 1 who annoyed everyone by announcing that Hitler "got things done". The other thing he said was, "Women should dress in white to match the other domestic appliances". (What a prat, him!) :rolleyes:

Disclaimer: Badstench denies any responsibility for insults (perceived or real) attributed to Bernie Ecclestone and, furthermore, would like to express how lovely his mother's dinner was the night in question.

I know you said you don't take responsibility, so I won't negative repp you. But, I HATE WHITE! And furthermore, yes, I cook, but that doesn't men that I have no place in the world. (And my microwave, oven, and dishwasher are all black :p.) So all you women out there, band behind me and TEAR DOWN THIS WALL! (waits and listens to the crickets :cool:)