A sizable portion of my husband’s family refuses to play cards or board games with him. Because he gets a little…competitive. I think he actually broke his aunt’s Taboo buzzer this one time a few years ago by overzealous use. People were upset.
I don’t generally let my feathers get ruffled by a little friendly competition, so I’m happy to play gin rummy or whatever with him. I think it’s hilarious when he gets all exasperated over his crappy cards or performs a ridiculous victory dance after winning what is essentially a game of luck.
But things have now gone to a whole new level in this household.
Most nights, before I shut off my bedside lamp, the last thing I do is update my Words With Friends games. Usually, the hubs just teases me and mutters about my “iPhone addiction” but the other night, he decided to look over my shoulder and help me figure out what the hell to do with three Us and a C. (Hint: not much.)
“You should download the app,” I told him. “Then we could play against each other.”
As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I began to wonder whether I’d regret them.
Fast forward to this morning. My turn. I paw at the letters for a few minutes before taking a chance on a word that I’m pretty sure is not actually a word.
Shocked at the sight of the little gray “sending” box, I duck in to the bathroom, knowing full well that a whole load of indignant protests are about to come my way. As I shut the door, his phone buzzes on the other nightstand.
“Patzer? PATZER? What the hell is a PATZER?” I hear him growl.
“What, honey?” I call back, buying myself a few seconds to type the mystery word into the Google box on my phone’s browser.
“PATZER? 50 POINTS? REALLY?”
I open the door a crack. “It’s, um…someone who plays chess poorly, of course,” I say innocently, squinting at the browser’s tiny font. Of course. Thanks, Google.
More grumbles about the game being “unfair.” And in this case, I can’t entirely disagree. That’s one of the weaknesses of this addictive little app. It’ll let you try whatever words you want with no consequences, thereby removing one of the most entertaining and strategic elements of classic Scrabble: the challenge.
Hey, at least we learned something this morning, I point out.
I’m happy to report that we’ve had no other major disagreements so far. Well, except for a minor objection over CASA, 15 points. (“Seriously? That’s Spanish!”)
I’m also happy to report that I’m currently winning.
Okay…I guess I’m a little competitive too. And I married a pretty smart guy (that’s an understatement), but when it comes to the written word, I do believe that my skills reign supreme around here. Even when it comes to making words up. And in the bigger picture, I have to believe that sitting side-by-side on the couch firing made-up words at each other through cyberspace can only enhance our communication skills as a couple.
At least we’re not playing chess. I totally suck at chess.
There’s a word for that…right?