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    Category: Geeks Rule

    Whether you call them geeks, nerds, or dorks, we’re proud to call the masters of all that is obtuse and purveyors of hopelessly inane facts and fiction our friends. From Trekkies and Sith Lords to Muggles and Team Jacob (okay, Edward too), this category is dedicated to stories about those who rise above cool — and will probably end up ruling the world!

    Gamers Have To Band Together

    | NJ, USA | Awesome Customers, Family & Kids, Geeks Rule, Musical Mayhem, Top

    (A demo for Rock Band has been set up at the electronics store I work at. I hang around the game section to answer questions and help out. I see two kids, about 8 or 9, who are playing the guitars on easy, while a very pregnant lady is playing drums. I assume they’re all together until another woman storms up.)

    Woman: *to the boys* “I told you not to play these games! They’re bad for you!” *turns to the pregnant lady* “You’re setting a bad example! Don’t you know how horrible video games are for kids?! Your poor child!”

    Pregnant Lady: *smiling, but not stopping* “Actually, music proficiency is linked to having advantages in math and study skills and video games, and when used correctly can instill time management and problem solving skills.” *does a difficult drum riff* “If my ‘poor child’ does half as well as his gamer parents, he’ll have at least two degrees, and a successful medical career.”

    (The pregnant lady finishes the song, scores 90% on expert, and gets up. She smiles and leaves the demo. I held up my fist on the way out and she fist-bumped me. The other woman couldn’t pull her two kids away fast enough.)

    Don’t Mess With A Browncoat

    | Edinburgh, Scotland, UK | Awesome Customers, Geeks Rule, Top

    (I work in a movie/TV memorabilia store. Most of the stock is sci-fi related. A boy approaches my station.)

    Boy: “Excuse me, you sell stuff like Klingon to English dictionaries, right?”

    Me: “We surely do. There’s two in stock at the moment.”

    Boy: “Okay, so then do you have a dictionary for Firefly to English? I’m like, obsessed with it… I’d like to know what the people are saying when they speak the space language, so I can say I know everything!”

    Me: “Oh, it’s not actually a made-up language. They’re speaking Chinese.”

    Customer: “Eh? They are not. It’s a space language. It’s set way in the future and everyone lives in space. Have you never seen it?”

    Me: “I have indeed. I’m a big fan. I assure you they speak Chinese.”

    (The boy looks surprised and then laughs loudly at me.)

    Boy: “You’re a lassie. Isn’t Firefly more for guys? There’s loads of fighting and stuff. You can’t know that much about it. Why the h*** would space-folk speak Chinese, then?”

    (I pull my keys from my pocket, from which dangles my Serenity spaceship key-ring.)

    Me: “I also own the DVD box-set, the graphic novels, cast posters, 2 t-shirts and several other bits and pieces. I’ve even met Jewel Staite. The characters speak Chinese sometimes because after the war, America and China were the only remaining large power countries, who came together to form The Alliance. The culture-fusion resulted in a mixture of both English and Chinese being the commonly spoken tongues.”

    Boy: “You just made that up. You don’t even know. I know far more than you. Who’s Jewel Staite supposed to be, then?”

    Me: “She’s the actress who plays Kaylee!”

    (A second customer in line who has been listening with interest suddenly pipes up.)

    Customer #2: “I thought you knew everything about the show? Quit being such a tool and let me pay for my stuff already.”

    Boy: “But I just want a Firefly dictionary! This stupid cow won’t help me!”

    Customer #2: “You’ll find a Chinese to English dictionary in any big bookshop. Now if you’ll leave the poor lassie alone, you gorram a**, that’d be shiny!”

    (I can’t help but laugh and the boy flips us both off, then storms out, kicking a display as he goes. I smile at the second customer.)

    Me: “Thanks for that, mate. Always nice to get back-up from a fellow fan.”

    Customer #2: “No problem. That boy was a total sha gua.”

    (I gave the customer a free Firefly keyring like mine for that. Note: ‘sha gua’ is Chinese for ‘fool’.)

    Gotta Catch Them All Ages

    | Panama City Beach, FL, USA | Awesome Workers, Bigotry, Geeks Rule

    (I am at a game store to get a case for my new DSi I got for Christmas a few days ago. I see the case I want, but I’m too short to get it.)

    Employee: *reaches up and gets it for me* “Here you go, little lady.”

    Customer: “That for your kid, girl? You should be ashamed, having one at your age!”

    Employee: “Dude, she’s in here all the time, it’s for her. Now, [my name] need anything else?”

    Me: “I think I’ll look at the used games.”

    Customer: “Just a poor, single mother. Should be ashamed.”

    Cashier: “Sir, please stop harassing her.”

    Me: “Are the pre-orders for the new Pokèmon game out yet?”

    Employee: “Nope, not until—”

    Customer: “She must be a mother! What teenager plays Pokèmon?”

    Cashier: “Well, I’m thirty two and I play.”

    Employee: “Twenty-eight. Love Heart Gold and Soul Silver.”

    Me: “Twenty. I also play Epic Mickey. With my father. Who is right outside.”

    (I gesture out the window. My dad isn’t very strong, but he looks it, and is rather tall.)

    Customer: *leaves, embarassed*

    Cashier: “So, how did you like [game I bought in the summer] when you were abroad?”

    Me: “Epic. Thanks, guys.”

    Cashier: “You’re a regular, [my name]. Oh, hey, [employee] did you show her the new controller?”

    (It ended up being a good trip!)

    Real Superheroes Are In The Running

    | Kissimiee, FL, USA | Awesome Customers, Family & Kids, Geeks Rule

    (I am part of a charity group that dresses up like superheroes. We are attending a 5k run to benefit a children’s charity, cheering on over 1000 runners. The guys dressed as Superman and the Flash agreed to run the first fifth of the race.)

    Batgirl cosplayer: “There’s Superman!”

    Superman cosplayer: “Hey guys. Lost Flash back there… so, we’re near the finish line?”

    Me: “There’s the finish line.”

    Superman cosplayer: “Nice!”

    Route supervisor: “First runner coming!”

    (We all start cheering and clapping, like we are supposed to.)

    Superman cosplayer: “Oh, thank god it’s him!”

    Me: “Huh?”

    Superman cosplayer: “When Flash and I were lining up, a bunch of the ‘professional’ runners shoved us out of the way so we wouldn’t slow down their start. One of the runners told them to back off.”

    (We all cheer loudly as we see the heroic runner cross the finish line for a first place finish.)

    Superman cosplayer: “And here come some more ‘pros’. Wait, what the…”

    (Running with the ‘professionals’ is a boy who looks about eight. As the event is about kids, we cheer him instead. He beats half of them!)

    Me: “You go kiddo! You beat the Flash!”

    (Both the first place finisher and the little boy came back to thank us for cheering them on. It was awesome!)

    These Customers Are Mostly Harmless

    | Western Australia, Australia | Awesome Customers, Food & Drink, Geeks Rule

    Me: “Good evening, welcome to [pizza store]. How can I help you this evening?”

    Customer: “Just a Meat Lover’s on the regular base, thanks.”

    Me: “Not a problem. It should be ready in ten to fifteen minutes. Can I just have a name for the order?”

    Customer: *politely* “No.”

    Me: “…Sorry?”

    Customer: “It doesn’t matter, does it?”

    (The customer’s friend looks a bit annoyed at the customer, like he’s done this before, but doesn’t offer a name either.)

    Me: “Well, it’s busy tonight and I may not be the one giving out the pizza, so if there isn’t a name they may not know whose pizza it is.”

    Customer: “I just don’t want my name on the computer.”

    Me: “Well, I could put a fake name down instead?”

    Customer: *rolls his eyes, and then replies* “Fine, just put down Slartibartfast.

    Me: “…Slartibartfast?”

    Customer: “I told you it didn’t matter!”

    (He then walks off before I can reply to his name; I’m a huge fan of Douglas Adams myself. When his pizza comes out, I call out his name.)

    Me: “Slartibartfast and the hoopy frood Zaphod Beeblebrox?”

    (Both men laugh as they collect the pizza. The next time they came back, it was a pizza for Arthur Dent and Ford Prefect!)


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