This happened today at my last day of summer practice:
Me and one of my other freshman teammates celebrating after we finally got our drivetrain to go over the center barrier through the second iteration: “Yay! Let’s go! It works!”
Goes over to one of our senior teammates and tells him that we fixed the problem: “Okay!” (nods of approval-he’s usually a quiet person so really no surprise.)
Goes over to another senior teammate, the same one who said that he ripped apart the robot: “Nah, let’s just rip it apart, that would be a much better option.”
My mind: NOOOOOOO!!! (With more O’s and exclamation marks, of course) We just solved the issue!
Coach: “I give you full permission to bring him back to his senses.”
my teammate when our sibling team tried to take some parts: “This has turned into a communism, we need to rebel, we need to rebel!” – he was talking to our mentor…
the same teammate: “That’s, like, eternal suffering for 20 bucks.”
we are also at the point that our main coder, main builder, and foundation of our team is not allowed to touch our controller without supervision because she’s broken our robot/nearly driven it off the table far too many times.
I was helping out my sister’s middle school team at States when this happened. Funniest part of my day by far.
5th graders walk up to their mentor, who is a high schooler that I sort of know
Mentor: Do you have anything you need to fix before your next match?
5th grader: The robot wasn’t working, but then [kid’s name] touched it with his hand and it started working again
Mentor: I really don’t think that’s what happened.
5th grader: But it was!
5th graders walk away laughing and disappear to lord-knows-where. Mentor looks confused.