Sunday, March 1, 2009

We Won!! Quick Let's Run!!

I joined the quiz team at my new work partly as a way to get to know some of my new colleagues and partly because I just love quizzes. I have a vast databank of useless knowledge, if you want to know anything about celebrities, 80s or 90s music, movies or literature then I’m your girl. My knowledge is legendary. On a recent expedition to Borneo we had a quiz night and one of the girls on my team went out to buy the prizes, she bought a prize that she wanted because she knew our team would win because I was on it. That’s confidence. Well obviously we did win and she got her prize and I spent the rest of the expedition being called ‘the girl who knows everything’.

But I digress.

I kept my knowledge a secret from my new colleagues, I didn’t want to brag, and they had no confidence that we would do well at the quiz it was just a bit of fun,. If I told and we did badly I would look a fool. And then it started, the theme of the quiz, 2008, rounds included; Picture round of celebs in the news in 2008

Famous couples that got together, married or broke up in 2008 Movies from 2008 Music from 2008 Celebrity deaths from 2008 TV from 2008

Wow, this quiz was made for me, I shone. Every round only made my colleagues more and more impressed with me. Who knows the name of Ryan Reynolds new wife? Who knows what British game show host died last year? Who knows the name of the movie starring Katherine Heigl about bridesmaid dresses? Who knows the name of Jade Goody’s boyfriend? I DO, I DO, I DO.

We were the only team from outside the organising unit and throughout the night the organisers kept teasing about how we couldn’t be allowed to win. After every round the scores were totted up and we were only behind by a few points the whole way through 10 rounds. After the final 11th round (about 3 hours later) the scores were announced and we were declared the winners. We had done the sums and thought surely that’s not right, surely we came second. People groaned that the outsiders won but nobody protested. Then it happened, we were handed the prize money (50 euros between 5 of us) and a trophy, great we thought, we’ll take that.

As soon as the divided up money was in our pockets and we accepted the trophy we started hearing the dreaded words - RECOUNT. The team that we thought had actually won were asking for a recount. The 5 of us looked at each other and had a telepathic moment when we all conveyed to each other the words ‘LET’S GO’. We scarpered with the money and trophy while we were still the official winning team and while the actual winning team (who had been a bit too cocky all night in my opinion) were harassing the organisers to recount the scores.

We knew we hadn’t won. They knew we hadn’t won (we actually came second by 1 ½ points). We refused to give the trophy and money back because it was just so much funnier that way.

Next month is the rematch and I have a feeling claws will be sharpened.

As they say in the cheerleader movies ‘Bring it on’, ‘Oh, it’s brung’.

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