Last night at the Soho House, I played in a ping-pong championship and met some REAL players from The Naked Ping Pong Club. I tried to show off my aggressive paddling skills, in hopes that I can gain membership into their club. Ping-pong is the only sport that gets me pumped up enough to ‘talk smack’ at anyone that tries to cross me. I must thank my grandfather for this competitive ping-pong loving streak, who knew I’d be such an overzealous player into adulthood. Instead of purchasing a couch for my now barren apartment, I’m hoping to get a ping-pong table (yay!).
