Crappy Prizes
Competitions, raffles, give-aways... sure the prizes look great, but don't they always turn out a bit crap should you happen to win them?
The last raffle I bought tickets for, they'd just given away the all-expenses paid weekend in New York when my number came up. Rushing up to find out what I'd won, I was a little disappointed to be handed a box of "Biscuits for Cheese". Especially as they were busy serving the cheese course (complete with biscuits) as they drew the raffle.
( , Thu 4 Aug 2005, 11:16)
Competitions, raffles, give-aways... sure the prizes look great, but don't they always turn out a bit crap should you happen to win them?
The last raffle I bought tickets for, they'd just given away the all-expenses paid weekend in New York when my number came up. Rushing up to find out what I'd won, I was a little disappointed to be handed a box of "Biscuits for Cheese". Especially as they were busy serving the cheese course (complete with biscuits) as they drew the raffle.
( , Thu 4 Aug 2005, 11:16)
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Best. Prize. Ever.
Many moons ago when the school had a week's camping 'trip' on the North York Moors (we were the poor kids who couldn't afford to go to Paris) the entire mob was divided into teams, given maps and compasses and told to sod off for the next few hours. The idea was that you used the stuff to find markers, punch your sheet with the clips to prove you'd been there, and whoever did it in the fastest time won a prize.
Well, we toiled through muddy fields, trudged on through the unending drizzle, scrambled over walls and even waded into nettles after an earlier team had though it the height of hilarity to lob the marker over a hedge. We were the epitome of teamwork, and we romped home a full five minutes ahead of anyone else.
We got a packet of Rolo. At least it was one packet each. I was so famished I scoffed the lot in about three minutes.
( , Thu 4 Aug 2005, 21:12, Reply)
Many moons ago when the school had a week's camping 'trip' on the North York Moors (we were the poor kids who couldn't afford to go to Paris) the entire mob was divided into teams, given maps and compasses and told to sod off for the next few hours. The idea was that you used the stuff to find markers, punch your sheet with the clips to prove you'd been there, and whoever did it in the fastest time won a prize.
Well, we toiled through muddy fields, trudged on through the unending drizzle, scrambled over walls and even waded into nettles after an earlier team had though it the height of hilarity to lob the marker over a hedge. We were the epitome of teamwork, and we romped home a full five minutes ahead of anyone else.
We got a packet of Rolo. At least it was one packet each. I was so famished I scoffed the lot in about three minutes.
( , Thu 4 Aug 2005, 21:12, Reply)
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