I couldn't make that up.
Well if you followed me on twitter yesterday you would have noticed my whining about having to go play whirlyball after work last night.
I had a breakdown because after willingly signing up for an AAF Cleveland agency whirlyball tournament I forgot about it until yesterday morning and then preceded to throw a tantrum because I had other plans but couldn't let my thunder::tech team down.
I went as far as to attempt to bribe multiple coworkers with $20 to take my spot on the team.
But alas, there were no takers.
So I headed to play whirlyball....
I was a good sport, I played my two games, both of which we lost horribly and headed home.
And that's the end of story because there's one thing that this post isn't.
It's not an "OMG, I so didn't want to play whirlyball but once I did it was so much fun!! I can't wait to go back!!"
NOPE.
I have zero desire to ever go back and play whirlyball - it just didn't do it for me.
Sorry, Mr. Whirly.






