**AITA for emotionally destroying my entire D&D group by min-maxing a level 1 character named “Greg the Mailman”?**
So I (29M) joined a “casual” D&D group because my therapist told me to “make friends.” Big mistake. Session zero, the DM says, “We’re here for *roleplay*, not power-gaming.” I nodded, smirked, and rolled up Greg, a halfling barbarian with 20 Strength. Backstory: “He’s just a dude who was really angry about his mail route being delayed due to a gnome feud.”
First combat? A “scary” owlbear. Greg crits, deals 34 damage, and the DM describes the bear’s skull caving in while Greg mutters, “Customer satisfaction is priority one.” The table goes quiet. The bard’s player—who spent 45 minutes describing their character’s *trauma braid*—storms off, crying. Now the group chat is blowing up, the DM says I “broke the social contract,” and I’m banned from the next session.
**TL;DR:** Made a min-maxed joke character named Greg the Mailman, one-shot a boss, made a bard cry, got kicked out of the group. They said I’m “ruining the vibe.” AITA?
*(Spoiler: Greg the Mailman now haunts their local game store as a legend. I have no regrets.)*