Last night, my team WON the trivia contest! That's right. We WON. There were no money prizes, but we all got a giant gold medallion on a wide red ribbon with 1st Place on it. I'm rockin' that bling tomorrow in the hallway.
Thing is, Arch Nemesis and her family and friends were ahead of us the whole game. Not by much, but by one or two points. AND, they bought mulligans! That is SO cheating! OK, we have bought mulligans before, like when they were 10 for $5 or some such outrageous bargain, with a limit of 10. But last night, they were freakin' $10 apiece! Being confident in our gray matter, but being more cautious with our pocketbooks, we refused to buy mulligans. Arch Nemesis bought the limit of three. That's $30 for you people who are not math teachers. Sure, it was for charity. But $30 mulligans are too rich for our team's blood. We're simple folk.
Anyhoo, in the 9th round, Archie was leading us by two points. And in our worst showing of the night, we only got six answers right. But Archie and friends only got 3 right. BOOYAH! Archie tried to put on a brave face, but I'm sure she was stewing inside. She had been rubbing it in all night. I had told her middle school daughter that we were breathing down their necks. Nothing wrong with intimidating a child in the name of charity.
I'm going to flaunt that medal for all it's worth every time Archie walks down the hall tomorrow!
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Trivia is a harsh mistress, and she exacts a severe toll on those who attempt to conquer her. Wear your badge of victory proudly, HM, and let those abed in England hold their obscure knowledge cheap who did not eschew mulligans with you on St. Crispin's Day.
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Or something to that effect. Congratulations regardless.
Stewthanksforresurrectingtheharshmistress,
I was just happy to crush Arch Nemesis. And for the record, Mr. M's up-the-butt syndrome did not keep him from proudly flaunting his gold medal like Dracula's medallion.
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