You're going to think I'm making this up. To be honest, if somebody told me this story, I would think they were making it up. I swear to you on my life, though, that it's true.
It's a well documented fact that many of the top players on the competitive Scrabble circuit are really strange people. Most of them severely lack social graces or the ability to be gainfully employed or to live anywhere but their octogenarian mother's house. What I'm about to tell you is a shining example.
There's this guy who was at the tournament this past weekend. This guy who loves Scrabble so much that he legally changed his last name to ZXQKJ. Or at the very least, that's how the NSA recognizes him. He's a pretty damn good player, but not in the top 100. I don't know where he gets his money (he DOES have a job of some sort), but he also loves Starbucks, and he tours the world attempting to visit every Starbucks store. He lives in his car, washes up in Starbucks bathrooms, and drinks about (so he says anyway) 20-25 cups of coffee a day. He also goes to shitloads of Scrabble tournaments, trying to combine tournament road trips with visits to newly constructed Starbucks. I swear, I'm not making this up. You can go to his site, which has links to his tournament log and his travel log. Apparently, somebody is shooting a documentary about him, but they weren't present at the tournament. His site also has a link to a trailer for the doc. It's actually worth a look.
Anyway, after Friday night's round of games, I returned to the parking lot to find a car parked so close to my driver side door that the sideview mirrors of the cars had about one inch between them. This forced me to enter my car through the passenger door. I wanted to leave a really nasty note on his car, but for some reason I thought better of it. Because of all the Starbucks gear visible in the back seat, I knew immediately that the car belonged to Mr. ZXQKJ. Although I never met the guy, I'd seen him in the tourney and heard about how bizarre he is. Maybe I was thinking that he would snap if he got a nasty note on his car.
More later.
4 comments:
Well, if you left the note on a Starbucks cup in some sort of Scrabble format, he probably wouldn't have snapped...but he might have wanted to become your friend, and that might have been a worse fate...
Whatever, you totally made that up. It's a load of malarkey.
Yeah man...this whole blog is *a story*. I doubt there's even such a game as Scrabble. He made that up too.
I believe you...I've seen some of the wierdos who travel all over playing in dart tourneys.... some of these folks are beyond bizzaro world!
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