Pub Quiz Update

Thanks for the suggestions, but in the end we went with "Someone Stole My Leg Again." We came in third behind some ties for 2nd, and I have no idea if we won best name because it was 11:30 by the time the quiz ended. If you go to the Napper Tandy pub quiz, make sure Marissa is running it. Accept no substitutes.

Due to a perfect storm of an imprint soccer game and a beer and pizza special, the bar was stuffed full of quizzers, eaters, and loud Irish soccer fans. We had to move to the back room and huddle around the pool table to hear they guy read the questions. He was no Marissa, but he wasn't terrible. Apart from a few odd pronunciations (Lenny Kravitz pronounced Lenny crevice) his major problem was that he didn't speak loudly enough. So even after we moved to the room without the soccer fans, we still had to listen like we were trying to find a pinhole leak in a blimp. (You'd have to listen pretty hard to find that I would imagine.) And after each round everybody asked for every question to be repeated at least twice. 5 question rounds with 10 questions each is a lot repeats.

The biggest problem with pub quiz recently is the pub quiz helper. I'm not sure if she's an official member of the Napper Tandy staff. I hope she isn't because she's very nearly useless, and she's not even Irish*. She came around to our table and asked if we were going to play the quiz and we said that we were. We also asked for a pitcher of Fat Tire ale, and she said sure. 15 minutes later a real waitress came by asked, "Are yous guys ta ones who oredered ta Fat Toier? And ta pizza? Roight. We'll haf dat roight out fur ya." I picture Mrs. Useless going over to the real waitress and saying, "Somebody ordered something." Then pointing in our general direction.

The Pub Quiz Helper (PQH) is also not very friendly. When other people have taken on the task of being the PQH, they ask politely if you're done with a round, and if you aren't she'll either come back or ask you to bring it up to the table when you're done. Not the useless PQH. She walks around demanding the answer cards, and if, god forbid, you aren't finished writing because you were laughing at the pronunciation of fillim (film), she sighs heavily, rolls her eyes, and walks away, not returning until the next round.

Her other duty as PQH is to score the answer cards. This involves making sure the answers are right and then adding up the points. For instance we got 2, 10, and 8 points in rounds 1, 2, and 3 respectively. PQH added these up for a grand total of 18 points. We were seriously considering buying her one of those calculators with the insultingly large buttons.

I'm hoping next week will come baring a lot more Marissa and a lot less Useless PQH. And maybe we'll be "The licensed Purveyors of Poison." Although I'm sure it would take 2 or 3 rounds to finally pronounce the word purveyors correctly.

*Which is to say that if you are going to be working in an Irish bar and have no redeeming personality traits or skills, you should, at the very least, be Irish. It would at least give the tiniest of explanations of why the other employees let you stay. With that said it should now be apparent that I was not saying the Irish are useless.