Many of you might remember the lowest point in my life. A month ago, after a miserable three-game Scrabble defeat, Allie (my wife in training), forced me to eat a giant spoonful of Vegemite, and then announce it on our company Yammer feed. Somehow, from that point, it ended up on the blog you’re reading now…further sealing my humiliation and defeat.
But all things change, and revenge is a dish best served cold. After an inspiring five-game winning streak on my part, this time, Allie, per the terms of our bet, had to stand in our central Chattanooga park, and perform a corny punching motion for five minutes straight — all while being watched, particularly by a group of nineteen year old boys, who struggled to contain their laughter.
P.S. Apologies for the audio quality; it was very windy.