It felt worse. Getting a recognition certificate or a white ribbon for coming fourth was a total bummer to my care-factor for participating. Kick a kid while they’re down and they’re not likely to be motivated.
That’s fine. Being the fastest at getting from A to B using just legs is rarely a deal breaker. Though, you’d have probably tried harder if the trophy was called the “Least likely to die in an open field of zombies trophy”.
You’d win plenty of trophies if they made an event for the stuff you’re best at.
From now on I refuse refuse to use them I understand that this will make written communication exponentially harder in my private and work life Alas I won’t
It felt worse. Getting a recognition certificate or a white ribbon for coming fourth was a total bummer to my care-factor for participating. Kick a kid while they’re down and they’re not likely to be motivated.
I personally never cared about them, usually lost them on my way home
Right I didn’t want to be there anyway.
20 years later my moms like, “don’t you want your old trophies?” I said no. Those are your trophies.
I cared about the ones I actually won
Thats understandable. I don’t think I actually won any.
That’s fine. Being the fastest at getting from A to B using just legs is rarely a deal breaker. Though, you’d have probably tried harder if the trophy was called the “Least likely to die in an open field of zombies trophy”.
You’d win plenty of trophies if they made an event for the stuff you’re best at.
You forgot the punctuation!
From now on I refuse refuse to use them I understand that this will make written communication exponentially harder in my private and work life Alas I won’t