Scrabble

Last night I quit playing Scrabble with my husband for good. Now don't get me wrong, I love Scrabble and pretty much any other word game but I am tired of always getting my ass handed to me . Now some may say I am being a sore loser but in my defense, my husband pretty much refuses to ever play any kind of trivia game with me (apart from watching Jeopardy) because he cannot even remotely keep up with me. So with that in mind, I am doing to him what he does to me and refusing to lose to him.

I don't want you to think that I simply cannot spell and that is why I am always losing, actually it is the opposite. I am good with words and can usually always find a 20pointer somewhere lurking within my letters. But J on the other hand, has the Scrabble god always on his side. We'll be neck and neck, each turn just finishing slightly ahead of the next person and then all of sudden, the Scrabble god will whisper sweet nothings in his ear and the next thing I know, he has played his next two turns, each time gaining 50+ points for each word and oh yea, he used all his letters (a point bonus there) and there was none left in the bag so he wins. Meanwhile I am sitting there with the X and the V and a myriad of vowels that I just drew on my last turn, just shaking my head wondering where I made the wrong move that allowed this to happen. And this is when we are playing Scrabble through Facebook. Don't even think of playing Scrabble with him the old fashioned way. Not only will the same scenario I just outlined above play out but he will also tell you how he can add "er" onto every word or some other ridiculous grammatical rule that so is NOT true but if you try to rebut this, he will then challenge you to a 15+ minute argument until you just give in to cease fire. So not only do you still lose but it is all questionable and you leave the board feeling like he word raped you. Yea, I said word raped you.

So I am done. I have lost to him for the last time. I even dropped out of a community game we were playing with other people because I can't stand to see him do this atrocity to others. If you are reading this and have never played Scrabble with Mr. Smarty Pants, beware. You will lose and he will gleefully laugh about how he kicked your ass. And then he will turn around and offer you to play again. Talk about kicking you while you are down. And if you do take him up on his offer, don't say I didn't warn you.

By the way, I am looking for normal, average, non-people who-sold-their-soul-to-always-win-at -Scrabble, people to play with. Find me on Facebook. I promise a good, clean game where no one feels like the got screwed in an uncomfortable place (and I am not talking about the back seat of a Volkswagen).

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