Please be aware that this story is being reprinted after originally appearing in January 2024.
Enraged “Wheel of Fortune” viewers are demonstrating because they think contestant Megan was unfairly denied $40,000 for what could have been the right answer.
Megan, a married choir director at a California high school, was faced with a bonus challenge that required her to figure out two words that fit the description of a “living thing.”
When Megan was guided to the puzzle board by host Pat Sajak while the wheel was spinning, the partial sentence “_ N’R _ _ _” became apparent.
Megan carefully selected the letters to write “P_N_’ RC _ D” on the board.
Megan revealed her guess in the last ten seconds, which was either “Pink Orchid” or possibly “Something Orchid.” As soon as the timer chimed and the correct letters appeared on the monitor, Megan loudly expressed her dissatisfaction at the correct response, “Pink Orchid.”
Sajak took out the prize estimate card, suspecting Megan might be right, and gave her a healthy $40,000—much more than the $14,007 she actually earned.
Observing from the comfort of their living rooms, fans were inconsolable with Megan’s response, which they saw to be unfairly wrong, and many took their frustrations out on Wheel of Fortune.
“The woman got screwed on the #WheelOfFortune bonus puzzle tonight; she totally said ‘PINK ORCHID’ right at the start,” one viewer grumbled.
As soon as she said that, I asked the judges questions! I have partial hearing in one ear and am deaf in the other, therefore I lip read and use subtitles. “Pink Orchid,” as she called me, without a doubt,” retorted one of her admirers.
“I’m blowing up!” She said, “Pink orchid,” understanding! “WTF?” exclaimed a third person.
Hello, @Fortune Wheel I heard the rival say “pink orchid” at the start of the problem, so I unwound the last one. A displeased spectator said, “You owe her some $$$.”
Okay, @WheelofFortune. If you rewind back tonight’s show to figure out the last riddle from the most recent showing, you might be able to clearly hear her say “pink orchid.” You did not give the winner proper recognition. Now play it again. That’s what she actually said! bright orchid.
In the wake of the scandal, Wheel of Fortune viewers have been criticizing the show more and more for what seem to be mistakes, such a recent debate over a rhyme during an Express round. When the show seemed to fumble over a response in the “Rhyme Time” category on January 22, the audience erupted.
The current comedy was stumping two of the contenders, but Jill, the third one, figured it out by guessing two “y’s,” which resulted in the rhyme “Absolutely Positively.”
The decision was strongly contested by supporters, who maintained that “Absolutely Positively” is not a rhyme.
“Hello, @WheelofFortune,” wrote one of the watchers. Could you please explain the rhyme between these two words? Since they most certainly don’t.
My father was boasting about financing my college education even though he hadn’t contributed financially, so I corrected his false claims with the truth
During my childhood and teenage years, I felt the weight of my father’s strict expectations. Instead of being supportive, he focused on control. His voice often echoed in my mind, reminding me of his “random checks” of my room and school bags, which felt more like an interrogation than genuine concern.
His high standards didn’t just apply at home; they spilled into my school life too. He insisted that I must earn at least a B in every subject, always pushing me to do better. This constant pressure built up a lot of anxiety in me and drove me to succeed, but mostly out of fear rather than passion.
As I got older, I became determined to break free from his tight grip, especially when it came to my college education. I decided to fund my own schooling, so my father couldn’t use financial control against me. In contrast, my cousin had a much different experience. His parents, my aunt and uncle, were involved in his life but respected his independence. They supported his education without making him feel pressured. This difference in our upbringings made me acutely aware of the heavy burden I carried.
When I graduated from high school, I made the choice to pay for my college myself. I took on part-time jobs and student loans, accepting the debt rather than risking my father’s influence over me. Interestingly, during this time, my father never offered financial help. He seemed unconcerned about my struggles, yet he painted a different picture to others.
He liked to present himself as the supportive dad who was investing in my future. At social gatherings, he would boast about how much he was contributing to my education, enjoying the praise he received for being a caring father. This false story was something he maintained without a hint of shame.
This charade continued until one summer evening at a family barbecue. During a relaxed conversation, my uncle, unaware of the truth, asked my father how much my education was costing him. Without hesitation, my father responded with pride, claiming it was a significant investment for my future.
Hearing this blatant lie ignited a fire in me. I knew I couldn’t let this continue. While I didn’t confront him then, I began planning how to reveal the truth in a way that left no doubt about my actual journey through college. I waited for graduation day, knowing it would be the perfect time to set the record straight. I invited my family, including my father, making sure they would all be there for what I had planned.
On graduation day, I felt a mix of nerves and determination. As I prepared to speak, I understood the weight of this moment. It represented not just my academic achievement but also a personal declaration. When it was my turn, I approached the podium, heart racing. The audience quieted, and I began: “Today, I want to thank the person who truly made this possible… myself. I financed my college education through hard work, determination, and countless hours of part-time jobs”.
The reaction was immediate. Gasps and murmurs filled the room as images of my college experience appeared on the screen behind me, pictures of late nights studying, work schedules, and tuition checks, all from my own earnings.
“Every dollar I earned and every exam I passed was done without any financial aid from my father”, I continued, glancing at my father’s shocked expression. The atmosphere shifted as my words sank in. The images contrasted sharply with my father’s claims, creating a powerful moment of personal vindication and public clarification.
After the ceremony, family reactions varied. Some were surprised, while others admired my independence. My aunt approached me, looking regretful. “We had no idea you did this all on your own”, she said, her tone apologetic. I wasn’t seeking sympathy but rather acknowledgment of my hard work. This recognition was more fulfilling than any comforting words could offer.
Later, my uncle, clapping me on the back, remarked with respect: “You really showed him. You took control and told the truth”. “Yes, I suppose I did”, I replied, feeling a sense of freedom that went beyond just graduating. “But more importantly, I showed myself what I’m capable of.”
That day marked the end of my college journey and the beginning of a new chapter in my life, free from my father’s oppressive expectations. I had proven to myself and others that I could face significant challenges on my own terms.
My experience in college, funded by my hard work, was a testament to resilience and self-reliance. Standing there with my peers and family, I knew that exciting new adventures awaited me, filled with the promise of freedom and the thrill of self-determination. I walked away not just with a diploma but with a deep understanding of my own strength and capability.
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