So, every Tuesday night, Mark and I and a bunch of guys (and one lady) from his Navy class go out to a local restaurant for Trivia Night. Usually, we are the bomb. Usually, we finish in the top three (which means you win a gift card. 3rd place=$10, 2nd place=$20, 1st place=$30). Last night...
We finished second-to-last.
I don't know what happened. The first half went awesome. It felt like we knew every answer. They even asked about things I knew, which doesn't always happen.
The second half is what killed us. Questions like "What is the name of the French designer Lady Gaga usually teams up with?" (Can't even remember.) "What is the southernmost US Settlement?" (American Samoa) We even screwed up the question about classic literature.
Granted, they didn't make it easy.
"Which king sponsored the Three Musketeers?"
Louis the XIII.
You had to get the number right, too.
That was our first guess. Mine, actually. Don't know how I knew it. But one of the other teammates second-guessed me, and I didn't feel the least bit confident. So we wrote Louis the XIV instead.
It was really hard to keep from swearing when they announced the correct answer.
It's okay, though. We've been doing awesome so far, and our cumulative score is still alright for the tournament coming up.
But man, it hurts to lose.