If not, I'm part of a group of the husbeast's co-workers (Navy men one and all) who play trivia at a pub on Monday nights. I had thought this was entirely a win-free-beer kind of thing, but apparently not; we're an official team with a national organization who does trivia games all over.
We're in a tournament.
The single guys on the team have been playing almost every night at various bars and pubs in Charleston, N Charleston, and Summerville. They're joined by the married guys (and often the married guys' kids) whenever the married guys can get away. I'm the only wife playing that I know of.
At any rate, the head of the team (who might possibly be taking this a little more seriously than is healthy, but I'm the woman with a closet full of yarn, so I'm in no position to judge) is hell-bent on getting into the regional playoffs. If, against all odds, we win, we get two thousand dollars. In real money, not pub coupons.
So, with this in mind, the husbeast went off last night to play trivia with the team, while I stayed home with the Baby. Last night's game, they got fifteen points. A perfect score, with all questions answered right, is about eighty points. When I play on Mondays, the scores are usually in the seventies, sometimes in the sixties. It was suggested to the husbeast - by HIS co-workers - that next Thursday, HE should stay home with the Baby and I should go play trivia.
I believe the word 'assface' was used.