The bad mood began when the DJ announced a competitor's team name was "Multiple Scoregasm", which clearly trumped our team name, "Scoregasm."
"Yes, that's right," said the DJ (i.e. Wade). "There are two teams who have the word 'Scoregasm' in their name."
How humiliating!
Things continued to go down hill as I displayed unjustified confidence in topics I should really start considering lessons in the Golden Rule. On trivia of "Name-D-Year" variety, I should be seen and not heard.
Yet I'm not completely useless at bar trivia. I jumped up quickly at "What is the largest organ of the body?"
At the DJ booth, a regular stands, looks at me, and says ironically:"Blah blah blah largest organ in MY body."
I laugh a sarcastic, "Har, har, har" giving him the three elbow jab, and I remembered something that happened last Halloween.
My boss's son wanted me to print him out pictures of skeletons. I printed on, and he comes up to me and says, "No! Not a girl skeleton! I want a picture of a boy skeleton!"
"Kid," I says, "that's not a bone."
He looks at me incredulously... made me second guess myself.
In the midst of this internal dialogue, I return to my seat and continue to do piss poor at Buffalo Wild Wings Trivia.
Monday, February 16, 2009
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