My first fort. So I'm setting up my new dungeon master's pad. I'm engraving everything, which is total overkill, anyway, but it's smooth wall, and I have a legendary engraver sitting on his thumbs, so why not?
Then a goblin seige hits. Not a big one, they aren't even capable of passing the first three tiles of standard traps, of which I have 15 before they get to the smasher bridge in my (fully engraved) hallway, then the hall of spikes. I don't even bother putting my military on active duty.
I hit the "All dwarves inside" button, and everyone dutifully scurries inside, while spamming my message box with job cancellations because I was doing a major greenhouse building project. (With statue gardens, a lake, and enough space to get some above-ground trees growing "underground", and generally set up a permanent underground lifestyle. Hateful sun!)
So anyway, I watch, slightly bemused, as the goblins slowly trundle towards certain death, wondering if I should flip the drawbridge lever that would fling them in to my fortress, just so I can kill them all, when all of a sudden, my legendary engraver comes RUNNING OUT OF THE FORTRESS, DIRECTLY INTO THE GOBLIN HORDE[/b]. It seems that I had forgotten to lock him in the room when I had told him to engrave, so he had somehow gotten it in his thick skull to run outside in the middle of a seige when going outside was forbidden to engrave THE WRONG SIDE OF THE WALL. He didn't even notice the goblins for some reason, although considering he didn't know what "Don't go outside" meant, that shouldn't be too surprising. He almost literally threw himself on their spears.
After I was done screaming at my monitor (about 5 minutes) I just save-scummed that BS out of existence. Things like that just don't happen. I then had to put up with my mayor trying to hold meetings with the trade representative by running outside of her spacious office, taking a walk that lasts 5 dwarf days, to speak to the representative (still inside her office) from the cliff face outside her office (as I built it to have an impressive view with windows). They would then, for no apparent reason, switch whether they would be outside or inside. EVERY SINGLE TIME THEY TRIED. The mayor would then get thirsty or tired from all that unnecessary walking, or something, and would then go all the way back inside to her bed, only to go back outside and try again.
It made me weep bitter tears of frustration.