At lunch today I suggested that Doc and I should get a simple version of Dungeons and Dragons to play over the Christmas break, because I've never played it whilst he spent many a happy teenage hour as a Halfing Thief. I said that one bonus was that we could then hold our heads up in the local comic bookshop, and brag about having "...a mage with plus five dexterity."
Doc C had to really wrestle with his inner gaming geek not to actually snort at such a very basic mistake, but the look on his face betrayed him, so I asked what was so funny. Doc explained that a Mage really wouldn't need dexterity, that's an attribute for an assassin or a thief.
I mean, obviously. Duh.