...there have been few rolls more satisfying than covering for a friend's divination wizard and scrounging-together enough d4s to cast vitriolic sphere with a single fistful tossed into the dice tower at once...
I used to think I was low maintenance with dice, until I needed to buy emergency dice to run a game. The store didn't have the regular Chessex ones, but I'm not a brand loyalist, so I grabbed whatever.
The numbers weren't laid out properly. You know how opposite sides (apart from the d4, obviously) sum up to one more than the die size? I.e., opposite sides on a d6 add up to 7, and opposite sides of a d20 will add up to 21. They didn't do that. Bugged the hell out of me, and I still consider them cursed.
So yeah. Even though I'm not as particular about my dice as most players, but there are some dice I find unsettling and will not play with. :P
I remember the first time I was invited to play D&D. I bought dice, and it was just as much to buy a half dozen sets as it was to buy one set. So I bought the extras, and asked if anyone else needed some my first session. And everyone else pulls out boxes of various shapes full of dice and says "Nah, we're good".
Apparently a half dozen sets of dice is a starter pack.
For me it's knives. Like I literally feel guilty about my last week of purchases. Bout $750 on 4 knives. I'm not gonna be destitute or anything, but now I just gotta kinda look at myself in hindsight like... damn bro. Have some self control lol. I can afford it, but don't fuckin need it. Gonna buy it anyways. Why are we like this?