Game Night

 So, you invite the neighbors over for game night. You bought all the chips and dip. You've got the place all decked out nice and fancy. You even put out the red carpet. 

Then it's time to pick out a game. How about parcheesi? Jenga? Twister? That last one might be a little rough on the cankles. Turns out, your neighbor has a suggestion.

"Let's play Risk."

Now, you consider yourself a pretty clever competitor, but you haven't played a lot of Risk. Your best game is Monopoly, even though you tend to end up going bankrupt. 

But even though you're not so good at playing Risk, you wouldn't want to disappoint your guest. Even though you've heard this guy is a real hard case, you want to make an impression. Hence the red carpet and all. 

A good impression.

Even if that means you have to give in to some or all of your guest's demands.

Turns out he doesn't really care for chips. Or dip. Or any of the decorations. He just really wants to sit down and play Risk. 

So what does a good host do? He puts up the card table in the middle of the room and starts to set up the game. 

Except his guest has all kinds of ideas about how the game should "really be played." He starts arranging the pieces to suit his special rules and you just sit there, waiting for your turn. 

Three hours later, you still haven't even had a chance to roll the dice. At which point, your neighbor declares himself the winner, thanks you for a lovely time and takes a selfie of the two of you looking dumbstruck while he shakes your hand. 

And just like that, he's gone. 

Can't wait 'til next week when you get to play at his house.