Oh What A Night

I live in a little town in southern Maine with a population somewhere in the range of 9000.  As such, although they don’t roll the sidewalks up at nine o’clock, it is a pretty safe bet that if there are lights on in the village, it is probably a restaurant or a gas station.  Beyond that, there is really no source of entertainment to be had without getting on the turnpike and heading to Portland or Auburn.  So, it was with some anticipation that many of us awaited the opening of a brew pub early last year, even though it too closes at nine thirty.

I checked it out in its early days and found it to be a family and dog friendly environment.  The staff (owners) were pleasant and the patrons, mostly locals, were there to socialize as much as enjoy the brew.  They soon added some entertainment once a week and on Thursdays, they implemented Trivia Night.  I was hooked and have been showing up most Thursday nights since.  Teams of up to six players are loosely constructed and change from week to week.  I mostly play with the same people although there have been evenings that I was the only team member that showed up, so I became an adoptee by another team.

Such was the case last week. I was half-heartedly preparing to go it alone when a little girl named Charlotte came over to talk, and talk.  Charlotte’s mom and dad and sister are there every week.  Ironically, about the same time I fractured my ankle last November and was limping around on a walking boot, in came Charlotte on crutches with a torn tendon.  That is when we bonded.

Realizing I was alone, Charlotte asked if she could be on my team.  Recognizing that my trivia prowess was subject to lapses of memory anyway, I gladly accepted her request.  At least it would be more entertaining then sitting there and losing all by myself.  The questions are broken into catagories and you can wager 2, 4, 6, or 8 points. You cannot use your cell phone. The first question was something to do with “what does the issue halitosis pertain to”?  I knew it was “bad breath” so I wrote it down, selected 8 points and gave Charlotte the slip to take to the MC.  She came back all excited because we got one right.  However, the next question was, “how many bones in a human body”?  As my eyes glazed over, Charlotte said “I think I know the answer”.  I said “Really”? “How many do you think there are”?  She said “206”.  Having nothing to lose I wrote it down and since the most we could now wager was 6, I asked Charlotte how sure she was.  She seemed very sure so we wagered the 6 and away she went, shortly returning to high five me.   206 was right. I said “how did you know that”  She said “I learned it in Health Science class”, whatever that is. I looked at her with a new found respect and asked “How old are you”?  She replied “I’ll be 10 next week”. I was impressed.

Later in the game, they pass out a sheet with ten pictures, each worth two points.  It could be anything.  One week it was dogs and you had to name the breeds displayed. Other nights it has been movie titles, TV sitcoms, etc.  That night it happened to be cereal icons.  Now, who knows more about cereal then a 10 year old. I knew Snap, Crackle, and Pop, and Cap’n Crunch, but after that she was on her own.  We (she) ended getting nine out of the ten.

At the end of the evening, we came in fifth out of eleven teams.  I shutter to think where I would have ended had I been alone.  Anyway, it turned into one of the most fun and laugh filled evenings I have had in a long time.  I’m going to ask Charlotte if I can be on her team next week, but I’m not at all sure she will say yes,



About oldmainer

I am a retired manager living in Southern Maine and a would be writer of poetry, narratives, short stories, and random opinions, and that's how Oldmainer was born. Recently, I decided to try an experiment. I added photography to the mix, using only a cheap cell phone with a limited camera and the editing software that came with it, and added the blog site Inklings at poormanspoet.wordpress.com to showcase the results. So, feel free to use whatever you find interesting or worthy, but please honor the terms of my copyright when and if you do. They may not be much, but they are still a piece of me. I appreciate your checking me out and hope that you find something that will encourage a return visit. Thanks for stopping by.
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4 Responses to Oh What A Night

  1. quiall says:

    And that is how strangers become friends: hello. Sounds like you had a wonderful time.


  2. Archon's Den says:

    I am so glad that you had fun, and made a new friend (and possibly a team-mate).
    Mr. OCD says that you would shudder to think….
    I am interested/amused by what people think a “small town” is. My small home town is now over 2000 population. My brother moved to an easier-to-take small town of 600 – barely more than a village. I once had a commenter say that he was from a small town of 20,000+. They were putting in the sixth drive-thru. I think that may be the new definition of what is, and is not, a small town. Does your ville have even one? 😕


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