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I am Geek (TM), Hear Me Roar

As mentioned, it was a gynecologist appointment, which involves sitting around in a hideously pink paper thing that opens in the front. In a cold room. Because they are mean.

To distract myself, I had brought my notebook with my latest language learning/language modeling foo scribbles. As I sat there in my pink paper napkin dress, Lo! - I was struck with an idea to connect two disparate sets of thoughts I had been having recently. And it was Exciting(TM)!

So I grabbed my pen and started scribbling furiously into the notebook, lest I forget the Great Idea (TM). As I scribble, in walks the gynecologist. He looks at me quizzically in my linguistic frenzy and politely asks me to lay back and spread my legs so he can do examination foo. I do so, still scribbling into my notebook. I'm apparently wriggling around too much, so he asks me if I could put the notebook down. I reluctantly do so in mid-thought. He asks me what I was working on (such a polite man is he), and I proceed to blather at him excitedly as he pushes and prods things. After a few minutes of unceasing linguistic blather, he tells me I'm done and backs away slowly, looking vaguely glazed.

Still in pink napkin garb, I snatch my notebook up and finish my frenetic thoughts. Only after that do I remove the offensive pink paper attire.

That's got to be worth at least a geek point or two.

(posted at the insistence of the fabulous thewronghands, who was giggling madly over a retelling of this at breakfast - it really is funnier with all my gesticulations, I swear it.)


Feb. 15th, 2005 03:11 pm (UTC)
That definitely gets you geek points. Only thing better would have been if you had started using parts of the napkin gown to write on, if you had run out of notebook.


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