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Mookie Blaylock is to Pearl Jam...

The World Series of Pop Culture sucks.

I went out to the website at 5:55 p.m. as instructed and was able to get in however it kept erroring out when I submitted my info. Then when you tried to get in the page was not available until the ten minute registration window was long gone.

So I thought, no biggie there was another test at 9:00. Once again I sat down five minutes early with multiple windows open to make damn sure I was going to get on. Lo and behold I got in and was doing famously through five of the six categories when the thing kicked me out on the first question in analogies. All I got was: Mookie Blaylock is to Pearl Jam as...

THAT'S IT! I was booted out and couldn't get back in because the 10 minute window was up. The only chance I have is if I miraculously make the top 5% with 10 wrong questions. Yeah, that is probably not going to happen. Deep cleansing breath.

When that screen went away I seriously had flashbacks of taking the ACT and thinking I showed up late. I will get over it, but I think I am going to try to put together a team for next year called, "Your Website Stinks".

ARGH, like I said, "World Series of Pop Culture" sucks, but I will probably watch it anyway. Also this is yet another indication I need to get a life if this is my biggest disappointment for the week.

Comments

Karen said…
I'm not laughing at you, Susan. Really. I'm not.
Susan said…
It is funny now after a good night's sleep.

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