Seth for the brown...
So the Rowe family scratched the Christmas night tradition of going to a movie because it was too late, and decided to play a game instead. We're in the heart of this game, answering questions, and whatnot, when my brother Andy guesses and comes close, but is not exactly on the answer. Everyone was very willing to give him the answer, especially because he was losing at the moment, but for whatever reason I thought that logically it would be ludicris to give him credit. The question and answer aren't particularly important, and I didn't even care if Andy actually received credit for his answer. My problem was that I wanted everyone to see how smart I was, that I could think of this logically sound reason why his answer did not deserve credit. It's wasn't about belittling my brother, it was about raising myself up above everyone else, as if to say, "Look how much better I am than all of you." After a far from pleasant exchange of yells with my brother, the game continued, but the fun atmosphere had vanished, I'd killed it. I soon realized that by trying to make myself greater, I quickly became much, much smaller than everyone else. My efforts to become so big were useless. We were playing Trivial Pursuit, and it was exactly that.