I feel that I let myself down last night.
Let me explain.
I was in a local pub with my longtime quiz mates - Michael and Michael. It is a pub we have visited many times. As usual, there were a few other regular quiz teams there. One of these teams consists of a bunch of forty something men who can be very irritating and childish. Their sense of humour is quite inane.
For example, they may often call out "Line!" when they haven't achieved a line of correct answers at all or they might call out "Corners!" when the prize for corner answers on the bingo-style quiz sheet has already gone. And if another team wins a prize they will customarily call out things like, "Check it carefully!" or "Make sure you have a look at his i-phone!" And they might mimic the other team's caller. There's no humility or respect and they are very unfunny.
|"Red Tooth" Connect Five quiz sheet|
Anyway - last night - we were the first team to achieve four correct corner answers so I called out and headed for the bar where the landlady was reading out the answers. My call had already been mimicked by the juvenile gang and then one of them commented loudly, "Look he's running to get there! He's so excited!"
As I passed them, and without thinking, I said "**** off you bunch of tossers!" and proceeded to claim our prize. Behind me my angry reaction caused them much pretend mirth. As I claimed our prize, two men from a different team agreed with my rude assessment of the others. One said, "It's because they're from down south. Pillocks!"
Over the years of visiting that pub for the quiz, I have studiously ignored the mouthy quiz team - never rising to the bait but last night my reaction erupted without forethought and I regret it. I like to lead a peaceful, friendly kind of life, avoiding confrontation or angry outbursts and it was disappointing to momentarily lose control. It's something that those oiks will have banked for future reference and I know I will not have heard the last of it. But thankfully I did manage to ignore them when a couple of the group bid me good night as I left - again seeking to get a rise out of me. Pillocks!