Why I Shouldn't Be an Olympic(s?) Judge

The Olympics: Where you work your entire life to have me judge you from my couch.

Jana and I were watching one of the swimming semi-final race thingies the other day. We were rooting for the American, Whatshername, in lane 5.

The race was close, and we couldn't tell who was going to pull it off. We leaned forward in our seats, shouting, "Go! Go!"

The results popped up on the screen, and I sat back, deflated.

Jana, on the other hand, threw her hands in the air. "Yay!"

Me: What do you mean? She lost.

Jana: What? No, she didn't. She won!

Me: No, lanes 1, 2 and 3 won.

Jana: Um...that shows who came in 1st, 2nd and 3rd.


Jana: Dork.

Are you watching the Olympics?