I try to be an honest, genuine person. I don’t do anything academically shady, I usually tell the truth, and I am faithful to my partners. However, there is one avenue where I have been cheating since I was little, and last night my chickens came home to roost.
I cheat compulsively, totally and without any remorse at the board game Candy Land. I have since before I can remember. Usually, my cheating is confined to deck stacking, where I will make sure to put Candy Land’s face cards in such a way that by turn four I’m as close to winning as possible. I also have, on occasion, “accidentally” picked two cards at once, so that I can get the better of two cards. It makes for a quick game, but that’s sort of the fun of the game for me: I warn everyone about this before we start, but I try to see how much I can get away with. As a matter of fact, I would love to play with someone who also cheats at Candy Land, it would certainly even the scale. The only other person who cheated at board games as much as I when I was a kid was my sister. I’m not so sure how that would work now that we’re adults. After all, being an “example” does have its drawbacks.
Last night, I played Candy Land with a bunch of people during a party for a friend of mine. One of my friends knows about my cheating, and warned everyone. But actually, she needn’t have bothered, since there were so many people I couldn’t stack the deck without getting caught. I did get lucky however, and still won, which surprised me. So then, everyone exclaimed that I cheated. (I did, twice, in small doses. But I would have won anyway!) I sat there, thinking how these accusations were a direct result of my honesty. Had I not been upfront about my cheating habit, I never would have been charged in the Court of Candy Land.family, friends