That’s right, folks. It’s 10:30 PM, and I just got home from work. And I haven’t read any blogs all day (except for checking my comments occasionally), so that gives you some idea of the kind of day it was.
What I really want to do is fall into bed, but I feel an obligation to at least write something about last night’s trivia game. There are a few other things I’d like to write about too, but they can wait.
It wasn’t the best trivia night, for a number of reasons. First of all, we came in second - but more on that in a minute. The main thing was, my socialization meter had been pushed to the breaking point, and my natural introversion was verrrrry unhappy with me. This was not helped by the fact that it was shaping up to be a pretty damn stressful week at work. Ryan and Sam came with me to trivia last night (finally!), which I was happy about - but they didn’t seem to have a very good time, so that stressed me out, and I felt partially responsible for them not having a good time (well, Ryan moreso than Sam)… plus Cari was there with some friend I’d never met… and of course my blogger peeps (albeit on another team)… There were just too many disparate groups of people to find time for and attempt to integrate, and by the time the night was over I felt like I was going a little crazy.
As for the trivia game itself, it was an exciting game, and I would’ve gotten into it more if I hadn’t been feeling so off kilter because of everything else. Plus our team was unnaturally large… a bunch of people I’d never seen before had shown up. We didn’t do that well in the first quarter, but by the third we had pulled ourselves up to second place. Then, going into the final question, we were in the lead, up by (I believe) 12 points. (Josh or Garrett, correct me if I’m wrong.) Neck-and-neck with us the whole night was, mysteriously, Seat of Our Pants - although their name this week was These Questions Blow As Much As The Olsen Twins. Verrrry funny, guys. (The Hispanics [topical reference of the week] also villified us in their name, but that was more of an inside joke in reference to some commentage on Jen’s blog - specifically, Hispanics Spitting in the Olsen Twins’ Food.)
Anyway, I think Seat of Our Pants (as they will forever be known) must’ve had a ringer on their team this week - either that, or they were cheating. The did have one guy with them that I’d never noticed before, so maybe he knew everything. They were in second place going into the final question. Okay, long story short because my eyes are closing involuntarily: they won. Did they gloat? You know they did! I really feel like I’m not doing the night justice with this lame post, I should really be embellishing my verbiage a lot more… but I’m just going to throw this up for now and go to bed (without even catching up on blog reading, good god!) - maybe I’ll write something better tomorrow. And oh yeah, that’s another thing… tomorrow I’ll be in Athens for Athfest, w00t! So expect more on that.
And with that, I am off to Bedfordshire
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9 Responses to "Half-Assed Trivia Review, and Whining"
Is “seat of our pants” dirty nutjob’s team?
BTW Craig and I would have come but we got drunk at a team outing. :P
And what was the final question!!??!
Yep, Seat of Our Pants is Dirty Nutjob’s team. So you can imagine.
What is this “team outing” you speak of? Why weren’t you getting drunk with the trivia team at the ‘Shroom?
The final question was (I can’t remember exactly how it was phrased), “According to Mapquest, which interstate has the most mileage between Atlanta and Chicago?” The answer was I-65. I thought that’s what our answer was going to be, but then for some reason we changed to I-57 at the last minute. That was a poor decision.
Any answer that starts with, “According to Mapquest..” is a dumb question to begin with.
I think all “according to mapquest” questions should be abolished. That’s not a travel question, anyway. It’s a geography question, if anything.
I think the category given for the question was ‘interstates’. But yeah, it’s still a dumb question. Especially because according to some other sources (I don’t remember which, but Josh looked it up) we were right, or neither of the answers were right.
Mapquest has fucked me more times than… well, make up your own tagline. It’ll probably be funnier than mine would have been.
re: Amber’s last response: which is why it’s a bad question. I mean, according to Rand-McNally (who actually MAKE maps), if you take the shortest route between here and Chicago, the majority of the miles are on I-24.
The team outing I speak of was a goodbye party for a guy none of us really liked anyways :P. The worst was that he is russian so he was giving out vodka shots. I didn’t want any but he guilt tripped everyone. I had to sleep in my car for a few hours before going home. :(