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The Quiz "And... question seventeen... Terrific Lizard," The quizmaster declared, prompting groans around our table. "But," my ears perked up, "that ain't right!" "Again, seriously, you have got to be kidding me... we're sinking fast here!" "But I..." "Yeah, yeah, you heard it from your cousin Tony..." "No, I..." "Who saw it a movie... they're not real you know!" "But, I,,," "Can't you get anything right?" "Show us how it's done then..." I protested "Oh forget it! I'm just ragging on ya buddy," he paused, continuing with a smile, "Flintstones was it?" "I read it, in a book," I explained hesitantly, not happy with his teasing. "What? My little book of dinosaur stories? Just give it up already, it's only fifty bucks..." The table roared with laughter as I walked away, giving them the finger as I headed towards the bar. "What? Can't it wait? I'm in the middle of the quiz here!" The quizmaster demanded as I approached him. "Look," I said, holding up my phone, "it's just that so many of your answers have been, well, umm wrong... sorry... see here..." "And it's only $50, I know, but it's the principle, don't you see?" He rolled his eyes but looked when I wouldn't go away, finally accepting the inevitable. I watched my friend's surprised faces as I walked back towards our table, radiating smugness as the scores adjusted and we moved slowly up the leaderboard... "Sorry for the interruption folks," the quizmaster announced, a hint of malice in his voice, "but reap what you sew... no phones allowed during the quiz guys... the bookworms are disqualified!" I had to dodge bits of pretzel as we laughed the whole way home! |