BJP: You Talk Too Much

Shii Ann Huang, the New York corporate recruiter and Super Woman wannabe, who boldly wouldn't show us her bosom, did flash us the back of her (chicken) neck as she walked out of the game. Shii was the seventh person voted out of Survivor:Thailand. Fond of sharing old Chinese proverbs, Shii Ann failed to heed this one -- OK, it's not really Chinese, but: Calling a fool a fool is wise, especially when looking in the mirror. Shii Ann didn't play it smart. And, in fact, her time on Koh Tarutao raises many questions about her purported MENSA-level IQ.

PRE-SHOW ODDS

Shii Ann
40-1

• Type: People Person
• Fitness: No appearance of any pronounced physical skills, but her karaoke and salsa dancing talents might entertain while others work
• Style: Marcia, Marcia, Marcia
• X-Factor: An accomplished debater and HR professional, if she wants to stick around, she'll have to use her people skills to suck up to the most powerful members of the tribe ... and suck she will
• Projected Status: Early boot; advances to Loser's Lodge
• Final Status: Voted out #7

POST-SHOW PROBSTOVICH

I didn't waste any time. I got right into it with her. She was just about to get into the tribal council boat when I caught up to her. "Hold on, hold on Shii Ann, I've got a few more questions for you."

"Oh. Hi Jeff," Shii Ann replied.

"Show me your hands, dude," I said.

"You'll never see my ta-tas!"

"I didn't ask to see your ta-tas. Are you dumb?"

"I'm really smart," she responded. "I meant hands not ta-tas!"

"Whatever! Great tribal council tonight. You went down with a fight."

"Old proverb: a fighter fights, but a chicken lays eggs."

"That proverb is so profound," I said. "Not!"

She said, "Here's another proverb: the fool thinks of the world foolishly."

"Enough with the proverbs already. Let's change subjects," I said. "Let's talk about strategy. Do you think think your's was smart?"

"Jeff, I can do strategic puzzles in my sleep," she replied. "Did you see me step in an apply it? No."

"And that's my point: you're supposed to be this really smart person, but everything you did on the island was stupid."

"I am a card-carrying member of MENSA!"

"Well you sure didn't prove it on the island. And you had plenty of opportunities." I started counting off with my fingers, "The tower puzzle, the flag puzzle which you should have won on your first move, the way you didn't switch tribes when I offered the chance, the way you went to Ken and told him your voting plans, and on and on."

"I was starving. Look at me, I'm Ally McBeal-sized," she said. "I couldn't think clearly."

"Well," I said, "even when you did get some food, you made sure it grossed everyone out."

"You and the chicken necks too?" She rolled her eyes. "I'm culturally different."

"But you're going to end up culturally similar to people like Robb in one big way."

"How's that?" she asked.

"You're both not going to be on the jury."

"It's unfortunate, but that's what I get for plotting and scheming too much. As long as Penny doesn't win, I'll be happy woman," Shii Ann admitted.

"Shii Ann, it's time for you to go." I said.

"Good luck, Jeff. Sook Jai sucks."

And like that, my fifteen Probstovich minutes were over, and I was headed home until next week. Who will be voted out next, just so I can rag on them before they leave for good?

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