Kawabonka
I organized treasure hunts during college fests, and in sexond year I added one completely pointless task that somehow became a tradition.
At one checkpoint, teams have to walk up to a random security guard/watchman and say a secret word to get the next clue. The funny part is: I NEVER inform the guards.
The first year the word was “Parashaktimaanandam.” Students spent the whole evening seriously approaching confused guards going, “Sir… Parashaktimaanandam?” One passerby prof stared for 15 seconds and asked, “Kaunsa department?” Another participant repeated it louder as if pronunciation was the issue.
By the next year, seniors had already hyped up the “guard password round,” so people came with insane confidence. One team walked up like CID officers and said, “Sir. Trivikramadityapuram.”
One word was “Mahapranavacharyaji,” and one watchman genuinely thought some important spiritual person had sent the participants.
What whackoed me every single year is that everyone assumes the guards know the secret word beforehand. They never do. My fav one was kawabonka.
I took this tradition to my corporate job..