It’s not that I’m a bad human being or anything, but maybe I am. Recently, I found myself in a very strange yet seemingly familiar situation. I’ve told myself at least once (maybe twice) to never include myself with these types of hooligans and misfits. Did I listen to my inner being? No!!! Unfortch (on occasion I will abbrev words to make myse hip with the kids) I didn’t, I mocked my vow of decency when I engaged in this almost falibical(not a word) offense. I’m rambling and postponing the inevitable…so I will tell you…I spoke to a nerd. Nerds are what make this country run, they are smarter than me, some are (I hate to say this, but here it goes) better looking than me. In most ways they are a superior creature to me, so I can’t really make fun of nerds because they will be my boss someday. It was really an accident and I didn’t mean to. You must believe when I tell you this…I didn’t mean to (okay , enough of this crap). On to the story…I arrived to my physics class 10 minutes before the imaginary bell rang in my head (which tells me it’s class time). The teacher was messing about with his books and things when the nerd walked in. He engaged the teacher in an academically stimulating conversation about how the universe is made up of blah blah and how the blah blah goes in the thing and does some blah blah crap on the blah blah, actually they were talking about service technicians and how they say they will come sometime between 9 and 5. I made a comment regarding service techs and then I was stuck (with a capitol s) in a conversation I should have stayed out of. He talked and talked and talked and talked and talked and talked and talked and…you get the point (had I truly been dedicated I would have written “and talked” for another 10 minutes, but I’m not). He was being so nerdy and it was hard to listen to. So like all good and decent human being I tuned him out. He talked to me later that day too. (imagine me saying this in a very whiny tone)What did I do to deserve this? Oh well sometimes you lose and sometimes…you lose.
Scott Pete
I too refuse to speak with nerds…unforch, that is the profession I have chosen. Every Thursday at 9:00 am I have a conference call where company nerds world wide call in to “chat”. I shut my office door, call in, and the moment the word ‘server’ or ‘geodatabase’ comes up, I lay my forehead on my desk and pretend to smash it multiple times, then I check my FB, then I force myself to listen to the conversation again to see if they have moved on from the nerd crap. Then I play Words With Friends, re-check into the conversation, and finish by browsing pinterest or continuing to bash my head. I always regret my decision on my career every Thursday at 9:00 am.
whoever wrote this comment rocks. you’re funny.
ahahahaha!!! I like nerds.
AANNNDDD I wish I was nerdier!!!! but I’m not a big fan of over talkers…. and thank you for not being so dedicated. 