Chivalry is not dead, sorta
GRIN # 422
I finally made it into the 21st century by getting an iPhone for my 40th birthday. Man, is it cool.
So I signed up to play a bunch of games–12 to be exact. Why so many? I don’t want to be rude, so anytime I got an invitation to play, I accepted.
To be blunt, I suck. I’m getting better, but right now I still suck. A lot of people put up words that are worth 50 to 60 points. My words are usually worth about 12.
I was asking Jerry for words one night and he said, “Lemme see that thing.”
Once he entered the word, the scoreboard came up on screen. “Whoa! You need some help here.”
So he came up with a few more words. Scrabble is a mix of math and spelling so we made a pretty good team. I thought it was kind of sweet of him to want to help me increase my score. Save my reputation. Help me out. Which he did.
But then he saw the scores of all my games. “Damn, you are getting your ass kicked by everyone!”
“I know. Sometimes you have to lose to learn.”
“No you don’t! Who told you that? You are losing every single game.”
“I know! Quit saying that!”
“It’s terrible! Maybe you should just quit!”
I hate it when good chivalry goes bad.