Doubting Mrs. Doubtfire
Wanda and I both heard it. Two teams were tied in second place with THIRTY-NINE points. We had FORTY-ONE points. We knew it couldn't be true, there was no way we had won trivia...but...
...except?
...maybe? we did get all of the anatomy questions and all the music questions correct. And only missed one superhero origin-story question (SAILOR MOON! Duh! I could have at least guessed that!)
...and we did hear wrong. Second place was FORTY-NINE points. (No idea what first place got, who cares, screw 'em, it wasn't us).
Ah the thrill of (imagined, brief, fleeting, fantasy) victory, the agony of defeat. At least we solidly lost. It would have been worse if we had been close to winning but lost because I had a major fail on the Robin Williams question. I mean really, "Mrs. Doubtfire" was NOT an 80's movie? It came after "Dead Poets Society?" My Robin Williams-movie timeline is completely screwed. My internal clock is smashed. I knew Chad before "Mrs. Doubtfire?" Snap, I probably saw it with him. I am probably mixing up "Mrs. Doubtfire" with "Tootsie." For me it's all Mork/post-Mork.
At least I knew that Nichelle Nichols was on "Star Trek." I even knew that she played Uhuru, but no extra points for that. But my geek integrity is intact. (Wanda was only one of two people that answered the "Living Single" question correctly.)
Some of you may be surprised by how wrapped up in trivia I am. Others are probably painfully aware of how competitive I am and are just shaking your heads sadly. Remember, my family rarely played games (except mind games) and I am typically not a fan. I don't know if this is because we were so competitive, attention-deprived, or rebellious (rules, I don't need your stinking rules!...what did you say? Shiny object!!!) Or, perhaps games just got in the way of our eating and drinking and talking and fighting. Anyway, I don't have a lot of experience with good sportspersonship. I compensate for my competitiveness by usually not caring too much, and being annoyed with those who do take a game or competition too "seriously."
Tonight was super fun, and I potentially learned a lesson or two about humility and my pancreas (yes that was a trivia answer. Okay, not MY pancreas specifically, but you know what I mean). But no trivia experience will probably ever live up to the night that Wanda, my brother and I randomly won a can of pumpkin from another patron. As my brother wisely said, there is nothing better than trivia and canned pumpkin in NE Minneapolis to pick up one's spirits.
Yes, there are many unanswered questions about this incident that will never be solved. Why was my fellow bar patron carrying around a can of pumpkin? Why was he carrying around any can of produce? (this was in March, not November). Why did he give it to me?!!
So trivia teaches us not only humility, but zen-like reflection. I should probably eat a can of pumpkin and watch "Mrs. Doubtfire" and wait for enlightenment.
...except?
...maybe? we did get all of the anatomy questions and all the music questions correct. And only missed one superhero origin-story question (SAILOR MOON! Duh! I could have at least guessed that!)
...and we did hear wrong. Second place was FORTY-NINE points. (No idea what first place got, who cares, screw 'em, it wasn't us).
Ah the thrill of (imagined, brief, fleeting, fantasy) victory, the agony of defeat. At least we solidly lost. It would have been worse if we had been close to winning but lost because I had a major fail on the Robin Williams question. I mean really, "Mrs. Doubtfire" was NOT an 80's movie? It came after "Dead Poets Society?" My Robin Williams-movie timeline is completely screwed. My internal clock is smashed. I knew Chad before "Mrs. Doubtfire?" Snap, I probably saw it with him. I am probably mixing up "Mrs. Doubtfire" with "Tootsie." For me it's all Mork/post-Mork.
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| Don't look so smug, biatch! |
At least I knew that Nichelle Nichols was on "Star Trek." I even knew that she played Uhuru, but no extra points for that. But my geek integrity is intact. (Wanda was only one of two people that answered the "Living Single" question correctly.)
Some of you may be surprised by how wrapped up in trivia I am. Others are probably painfully aware of how competitive I am and are just shaking your heads sadly. Remember, my family rarely played games (except mind games) and I am typically not a fan. I don't know if this is because we were so competitive, attention-deprived, or rebellious (rules, I don't need your stinking rules!...what did you say? Shiny object!!!) Or, perhaps games just got in the way of our eating and drinking and talking and fighting. Anyway, I don't have a lot of experience with good sportspersonship. I compensate for my competitiveness by usually not caring too much, and being annoyed with those who do take a game or competition too "seriously."
Yes, there are many unanswered questions about this incident that will never be solved. Why was my fellow bar patron carrying around a can of pumpkin? Why was he carrying around any can of produce? (this was in March, not November). Why did he give it to me?!!
So trivia teaches us not only humility, but zen-like reflection. I should probably eat a can of pumpkin and watch "Mrs. Doubtfire" and wait for enlightenment.
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