You love the shirt. It's the best shirt in the entire world. "That is so true," you wildly exclaim as you read the text quietly aloud to yourself. Your friends would envy you; your enemies worship you. But you don't buy it; you say the same thing three or four times about different designs before walking away to see the rest of the room. NO! Don't Be That Guy!

For some reason, you are compelled to touch, touch, touch. But it's not a normal poking motion - you get all over everything. It's really kinda creepy, like the guy who videotapes me as I walk in and out of my house every day. NO! Don't Be That Guy!

You can't find your size. You know it's in the stack somewhere, and you have to have it. Maybe we're with another customer, or maybe you just started pawing without asking for service. We're not sure why, but usually you restack the shirts in the wrong order, causing us to work twice as hard once you're gone. We do our best to avoid your kind by asking, "May I help you?" or "Is there a particular size you need?" But even so, every once in awhile you beat us to the punch. NO! Don't Be That Guy!

Usually you do this because you spent all your money on Pocky and Ramune, and have already consumed it all. This is just rude. We have a website, and you can look at the pictures all day there. They're much better quality than your sad little camera phone will give you, anyway. NO! Don't Be That Guy!

You take the time to examine the fine craftsmanship, admiring the design and color. More often than not, you buy a shirt, but it's not the one you put back in the stack, carefully folding the top down, completely obscuring the picture. NO! Don't Be That Guy!

Really. You seem to think we care about how many manga you've read, how big your anime DVD collection is, or how deep and intricate you find Inu Yasha to be, and how much it changed your life. Just go away. We don't want to hear it. No one does. Even your fanboy friends think you're the loser of the club. NO! Don't Be That Guy!

When a sign is clearly outside of our booth space, don't assume that we know anything about it. We don't know how much the contact lenses are. We don't know about the hats and shirts that are facing the other way and partially obscured by a wall. There IS such a thing as a stupid question, and you just asked it. NO! Don't Be That Guy!

Folding the shirt over your arm once, then over again before laying it back on the top of the stack is incorrect. The person coming after you won't be able to see it, and you will have cost us a sale. Hand it back to the professionals and let them take care of things. NO! Don't Be That Guy!

If you really think they'll like it, surprise them. They're not going to come to our booth to buy it themselves, but they will love you forever because you thought of them. Instead, you go on and on, reading every shirt design we have to them like some kind of demented bedtime story. NO! Don't Be That Guy!

We already know that if you hold the clip (actually called The Spoon), the grenade will not go off, even after removal of the pin. Not only that, but the shirt should NOT also say, "Run, Dammmit, Run", "I Can't Even Dance With Arrows", and we definitely know that Stupidity SHOULD be a crime. You're a prime example. NO! Don't Be That Guy!