On Friday the 26th of February 2014, Amie and I took a spontaneous trip to Hobart (I should mention this is a two hour drive), full of awesomeness.
I’m going to explain.
In a bid to promote gambling to Launcestonians, a half work day is given in February to celebrate the Launceston Cup. I’m not complaining. Anyway, I was held up for 12 minutes at work before I could leave, so I could sign something off that needed to be checked that day. Then I decided to go to a corner shop and buy a pie for lunch. If neither of those things happened, I may not have run into Amie, who was rummaging through my mail box (I’m going to purposely not explain that, because Amie is a creeper).
Amie wanted to go to the beach.
But I said no because it was too windy.
Later on we were talking about trivia team names, then our mutual friend in Hobart who does trivia too. Then Amie suggested we should go to Hobart sometime to play trivia with said friend.
I said no.
We should go tonight!
That was the easy part, getting people to go with us was tricky. The friend we mentioned in Hobart was playing basketball, and couldn’t make it. That didn’t matter, our hearts were set. Amie immediately called Cam, who was not at all impressed with our plan, and said it was a stupid idea. I called Jamie, who must have collaborated with Cam, because for some reason he had a very similar response, it was weird.
We called Bluey, he was at work. We called Stephan, he didn’t answer. We called our friend Diane in Hobart, who was terribly concerned for our mental wellbeing that we wanted to drive two hours and back, just to play trivia, but said she would come.
Long story short we bullied our boyfriends into coming. And, I choose to believe, they secretly jumped on the trivia train of excitement.
At 5pm, our trivia team, Off In Church was on the road.
Then Cam got mad about me making fun of his hobbies, and I felt bad, so the next hour and a half was awkward.
Once we got into the city of Hobart, Cam tried to kill us all as my punishment for being mean, by basically jumping the car off a road-ramp at high speed.
The food was delicious, and the other teams were young, so we were in with a fighting chance without old people ruining it by knowing everything.
|*barely able to contain my excitement of my hilarity*|
At half time Cam had an announcement
There was an uncomfortable silence, until the hipster on the table next to us erupted in laughter.
Until he was in tears.
BOOM! POST HIJACK!!
This is Amie now....
We ended up coming first or second overall, which we were pretty excited about.
Until we found out the prize was tickets for a gig in Hobart.
Now I think that Amber understated the amount of whinging, pleading, crying, begging, moaning, bargaining, sulking and persuading that went into getting the boys to come to Hobart with us. There was a LOT of it. They really didn't want to go.
On the way home Cam made some negative remark about the trip.
And I laughed all the way home.