A Night to Remember...

I am living with a family, last name Steinhilber. Great family. Big house. Fun kids. Point system??? What? My host mom, self titled "Princess Di" and "Kitchen Nazi," has this point system for when you do good things and when you do bad things. For example, if you clean the dishes without being asked you get positive points and if you don't clean up after yourself, you get negative points. The person at the end of the summer gets a prize from the apple store (keep in mind that for my birthday, they got me an iTouch... hmmm). Well, the point system can actually get pretty ridiculous at times. For example, leaving a bowl of cereal unattended for longer than 5 minutes can result in a big loss of pointage... or for example, if you are a girl, come over in a dress and you will get HUGE points for "looking good"... it really is quite hilarious. Guys on the team come over and take it serious.. they will do whatever it takes, including "throwing other guys on the bus," in order to get points. Matt (my roomie) and I could care less about the points.. they are more of a joke... a set of guidelines to abide in the house. With that being said... 

There are some offenses that are so bad or funny that they are never recorded... my job is to record them and let the world know...

The first tale goes like this... The first night I got into Cleveland, I set straight away to calling some of the guys I knew from previous times to come over and play RockBand (an amazing xbox game). Well, while we were playing, one guy played a very crude prank on another guy, (we'll call him Jcheek). When the guy (Jcheek) that the prank was played on found out, he went straight into "I'm gonna kick your ass mode" and they wrestled while we watched and he actually picked him up and threw him against a wall which ended up cracking the sconce... or cover to this light... it was a tiny crack and you can barely see it. Well, he didn't want to lose any points so he decided to switch it with another sconce on the other side of the room. What he didn't know was it was being noted by one guy (we'll call him Dano) that actually told him to be honest about it. But Jcheek decided to not say anything, thinking it would just blow over. 

A couple of weeks later, Dano and Jcheek came over for dinner and just as everyone sat down, Dano leans over towards my host mom, Princess Di, and says to Jcheek, "did you ever tell Di about the sconce you broke downstairs?" It was classic. Jcheek did not know what to say. He just sat there in shock wondering what she was going to do. He finally came up with "It was Shmericks FAULT!!! But the damage had been done... Dano proceeded to tell Di what happened and how Jcheek switched the sconces. Di, in a very cool way but with a scowl on her face, got in on the action. She told Jcheek that those sconces were $500 dollars and imported from Italy. If you could have seen the blood drain from Jcheek's face, you would have pee'd your pants... very similar to what I did... To this day, he still claims that it was his fault... but you have heard the truth...