don't all good stories start that way?
I guess this one should be no exception.
Once upon a time... okay, it was October of 2008... I met a Geek. A GamerGeek, with touches of ShyGeek.
He asked me out- in a less than romantic fashion (what can you expect from a Geek, really?)- by asking my then-current boss (the man who used to be his boss, but at the time Geek and I met, was on the same management level as Geek) for my number.
So, not exactly ideal.
I still decided, in spite of the fact that I knew he was a Geek, to give him a chance. So, I said yes to the date and, after going to see a movie with Mum and Aunty, met him at a bar to have a few beers with the Geek.
His name is Ace, and it only took him twenty minutes to slip up and start talking about Stargate... considering his obsession level, he showed considerable restraint.
He bought me a beer, then another, and a third, and before I knew what had happened it was after midnight on a Wednesday and I had to be at work by 8AM, so he walked me halfway to my car and kissed me goodnight- but not before entering his IM username in my phone and insisting that I be online the following night.
* * * *
When Ace and I first met, we were working for the same company, but in vastly different roles. I was, essentially, doing his old job in one city, while he had moved upwards and sideways, diverting out of customer service and heading into the realms of Tech Support.
I hadn't met him before he came to visit my store, I came back from lunch to find a strange man in the stock-room talking to my manager and nursing a takeaway coffee.
He didn't look like a Geek at first glance- dark denim jeans that appeared to actually fit him, a designer-label t-shirt that didn't feature a binary joke, high-end sunglasses and a decent haircut.
Looks, indeed, can be deceiving.
It took all of two minutes of conversation with him for me to realise that I was dealing with a highly evolved Geek, a rare man who manages to combine a job that is largely sedentary and a love of video games, which also requires little physical movement, with a decent physique and a distinct love of good food and wine.
His musical tastes leave something to be desired, but if he was the perfect man then he wouldn't be Ace- he'd be some weird half man-half robot and, as awesome as that would be, I don't think that any marriage between us would be legal.
* * * *
Speaking of marriage- on April 3rd, I will become Mrs Geek, and the title of GeekWife will truly be mine. Call me a cheater (but only at video games), I wanted to get in early.
Plus, if I didn't register the domain name now, who knows what might have happened to it!?
Keep it virtual.
--Anna.
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