Saturday, November 10, 2012

I might have a problem...

So it has come to my attention that I am HIGHLY competitive. I have always known this, but I think it may have gotten worse. So yesterday was a wing-wide "Resiliency Day" to draw attention to the fact that Airmen are committing suicide and we need to be better wingmen and women and watch out for our coworkers and such. They opt to do one of these shin-digs about once a year, usually around the holidays because that's when suicide rates go up. I just wish they would give us the day off rather than make me sit around and play touchy-feely with my coworkers, but I get no say. Anyway, it always starts with group activities in your unit before there's a big briefing from the Wing Commander later in the day, and it's up to each individual unit to determine the activities they will do, provided they foster teamwork and opening up and shit. Our unit had a delicious breakfast potluck, then some talking and getting to know each other better I guess, then the competition comes in. We had to split into groups and work together to design an apparatus that would protect an egg in a one story fall. Unfortunately we couldn't go any higher than that, because everyone's device protected the egg, and it wasn't a true testament to who's design was superior. I decided our team was going to model our design after the one NASA used for the Mars Spirit Rover, like this:
BTW we only had access to Dixie cups, newspaper, balloons, cotton balls, and plastic bags. And straws I think, but those were irrelevant. So my plan was to surround the egg in some cushion, then surround the entire thing in balloons like the rover. It was brilliant, and it worked wonderfully, but like I said, everyone's did. Suffice it to say however, I was obnoxious in the design/creation process. I mean, people were laughing so one can assume I was reasonably entertaining, but I think I might have gotten carried away after awhile. I constantly accused others of stealing our design (which they were), I tried to take all the balloons (even though I eventually conceded and let other teams have some), I talked trash, it was a lot. And the prize was some friggin Justin Bieber tattoos! I didn't give a damn about the prize! I seriously only cared about winning for the glory of it all. I don't know why I get this way whenever a competition comes about. It might have something to do with having 3 siblings, or it might just be the Hansen way, not really sure. In the end, everyone had fun and I don't think I ruined anyone's day unless they just weren't saying anything, but I do think I need to tone it down a notch when it comes to competitions. I also maintain that our design truly WAS the best because it fell the slowest, but everyone was a "winner" which only infuriated me more. I guess it is my way of having fun, but I also don't want to ruin anyone else's fun. Does anyone else get like this? I can't be the only one!

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