Jeopardy...Rant?

Something that I love, love, love is “Jeopardy”. I love to see if I can answer the questions and I especially love it when I can answer faster than anyone in the room. Sadly, I am not always able to watch it because it is on at the worst time in the world, 3:30 PM. It seems only old people, the unemployed or night shift workers are able to watch it on a regular basis. I once had a co-worker tell me he had it on his DVR at which point I stared so jealously at him I’m surprised he didn’t catch fire.

            I managed to catch it this week though and I’ll be damned if it wasn’t Teen Week. Gaaablaargh. Why? In all these weeks I haven’t been able to watch it and I catch it during Teen Week. Sure I can’t always answer all the questions asked during regular Jeopardy but when I don’t know I can say “Eh, it’s Jeopardy. You have to be super smart to answer” If I can’t answer during Teen Week I have to turn away shamefully and wonder if what people have been saying about public school really was true.

            Really though, every time I get to catch Jeopardy the one thing on my mind is: why can’t super smart people tell a good story? They could be telling a story about how they discovered a cave filled with gold after fighting of an army of cyborg bears but they would “um” and “ah” it to death until everyone in the audience is left going “What? Is this a good story or am I having an aneurism?” I guess you win somes you lose somes. But I forgive it’s faults. I would forgive it anything as long as it keeps giving me the trivia I so crave.