when Words with Friends goes wrong.
Big fan of Words with Friends (username: galen_). What’s better than distracting yourself in a meeting than trying to figure out how you’re going to plant your “Q” on that ‘triple letter’ score box? I like to think that I’m pretty smart, and considering my mom used to drag my brother and I to the library every summer as youngsters, I’m a solid competitor in scrabble-style games.
I’d been on
a nice hot streak lately, and figured, what better way to woo this attractive young lady, than to kick her ass in Words. Sure she’s in grad school, but its to teach high school math. This isn’t Numbers with Friends…it’s Words with Friends.
Within the day of exchanging usernames (and numbers cause I’m a pimp), I was getting my ass handed to me. Not only did she beat me, she went on to beat me 3 more times.
Currently in our fourth game, I’m only trailing by 20, but here’s to hoping I can swindle one victory away at this point. On one hand, now I know she’s smart (Words with Friends skill level directly correlates to how smart someone is, duh). But on the other hand, she realizes I’m not.
Such is life.
