I am irritable around crowds. I succumb to a sweat very easily. I emit a pungent stink when I feel threatened, confused, or bored. I hate people. I am unreasonably nervous around unfamiliar situations. I’m afraid of open spaces, closed spaces, and all spaces in between. Tall ceilings make me suspicious. I am bashful. Masses of strangers make me seek the exits and
flee screaming towards the nearest authority figure so I can scramble on top of their shoulders and swing wildly at the nearest passerby. And what’s worse is at least three of these things are true.
So I went to GenCon, the world’s largest gaming convention.