This is a continuation of yesterday’s post.
Here’s my idea for a gameshow – it’s a cross between Cash Cab and Brain Rush.
My twist is that the contestant has to drive in a city full of construction while being peppered with arcane trivia questions. For each correctly answered question, you get to answer another one – sometimes before you answer the first one. If you arrive at your destination safely in the allotted amount of time, you win big!
Here’s how I envision it.
After the contestant marshals her children into the car and dutifully ensures everyone is buckled, she has 25 minutes to get across town. She has to tune into the local radio station, suffering through the morning show antics, to catch the local traffic report. This may require her to make detours on her usual route to avoid the “growth projects” around the city. Certainly she’ll encounter stop-and-go traffic, newly licensed drivers, and potholes large enough to swallow the front of her car on her way. Will she be able to handle those challenges?
Oh wait! There’s a twist. Remember the cranks in the backseat we mentioned earlier? They will pepper our contestant with unimaginable questions such as, “Mom how old was I when we had our fish?” “How did he die again?” “Am I going to carpool today?” “How much longer until Christmas?” “How much longer until my birthday?” “Mom, tell me if this really happened or if I dreamt it.” “Mom, remember when I was a baby and you said such and such happened?” “Mom, you sure don’t remember a lot.”
You lose by forgetting something, necessitating a back-track home or a call to the father to meet you somewhere with said item; incorrectly answering three questions; failing to reach the destination in time; ruining your chassis on a speed-bump/pothole; and scratching the bumper of the car in front of you because they slammed on their brakes to avoid hitting a pigeon.
I play every school day, but I rarely win. It’s a tough game.
Tomorrow – I’ve become that parent.
Thanks for reading,
Sally
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