I just finished this 2 day stint in this event organized by a partner company where we had this amazing treasure hunt thing 2 days ago and even though my team (which consisted of me and this girl, Jenny) finished last, it was quite an experience. Everything else was spot on and I can't believe I played the whole thing more by the book than I would normally do. In the end I found out the winner literally lied, cheated and stole his way to the top.
Gotta kick myself for totally being such a straight arrow.
The 1st challenge was a "spot the difference" challenge. We were given two pretty similar pictures that had 10 differences. The picture was Chelsea celebrating their recent Premiere League win. No problem.
The 2nd challenge was basically constructing a name of a place using the first letters of a few pictures on a piece of paper given to us. Took us some time 'cause we missed out the minuscule instructions located on the back of the paper. Shucks for me to be unobservant as always.
The 3rd challenge was to ask 5 complete strangers for a ringgit each and in the end use that money to get and eat some ice-cream from McDs. Wasn't a problem for me since we played the "damsel in distress" angle on all of 'em. Last part was pretty ingenious. We told the clown to give us as LITTLE as possible on the cone. The dude must've been so confused... Who asks for LESS?! =P
The 4th challenge was in Taman D.R Whatsisname. This... was the WORST challenge. It was a 2 part challenge. One was to finish a WHOLE GODDAMN WATERMELON. I now have a reverse-orgasm-inducing fear of watermelon. Even the thought of a slice... that red mass on a green piece just... sends chills down my spine. I used to love it. I blame these bastards for killing my love for it. At least it was watermelon, not durian. If they made me hate durians, I would have made 'em eat it... with the skin on. Anyways, 2nd part of the challenge was to complete a riddle, in MANDARIN... how discriminating... and a math problem, which those bastards wrote wrongly... Not complaining at all... things like these happen when AMATEURS conduct events like these.
The 5th challenge was a 2-parter again. 1st we had to separate soy beans (I thought it looked like so and I stick by my observation despite being told otherwise) and red beans. With chopsticks. Just imagine. Next up was a massive search effort in that garden in front of the Ipoh Train Station. *huge restraint* Our clues were so damn hidden it would've been easier and cleaner if they stuck 'em in people's ass cracks and told us to sift through the pubes to get 'em.
In the end, after all my bragging, I finished last. Yeah, yay me. Never mind... bruised egos heal faster than real bruises... which I have aplenty after my girl hit me for sticking to close to the other girl... Why'd I have to get stuck with another young thing?! Nah... didn't really get hit that bad... Hahahahaa... She was joking anyways...
Anyways, at the end of the whole goddamned challenge, I came out with a sore body that lasts to this day due to my extremely peak physical status, a parking ticket, a slightly bruised ego and a HUGE AVERSION TO WATERMELONS.
Alright, maybe a whole new appreciation for how easy the job is compared to the whole thing, but I still hate the fact that I hate watermelons now. Those cunts at that other company will pay and I swear... literally that company... is full of cunts. I'm not talking about their stellar personalities, for once, but the fact that it IS full of women. Swear to God the boss is running an underground harem up in that place.
Nah, but seriously, bad jokes (wait, I have no bad jokes) aside, they were really nice... Good people that did good jobs and extremely superb effort on the whole event. That said, I still hate you people for giving me a fear of watermelons. A'ite... since the rotund consultant is up in Ipoh Mali this weekend, I gotta be heading off for some off-the-clock training. *sigh*
Time to get my organic vocabulator turned upside down again...
Peace!
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