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So I'm at work today and this guy comes in EXUDING annoyance. I'm working on Hot Surfer Guy's iBook, helping him with Eudora and not only does he have a clue but he's actually listening to my advice so I ignore this second fellow. There's no one else on desk so after about a minute or two, despite the fact that he can see we're working on something, this other guy starts getting agitated and hollers that he needs someone to help him change his darkwing password. Someone at the hardware desk tells him that "she'll be with you in a moment" and then also begins ignoring him. Another minute goes by. Nimrod decides that instead of changing his darkwing password, which he has forgotten, he will call his co-worker and get it from him, over the phone, because he has it listed somewhere on his computer. How secure. The accounts clerk is wincing behind her door. His rater loud conversation goes on for a minute or so. He gets his password, is satisfied, and hangs up. I pray he'll leave because by now I know he's one of those that gives geeks a bad name. They CALL him a Geek when they mean "Luser." He has no social skills but somehow is completely un-subtle. Like sandpaper to the soul.
Luser sees me at the laptop, strolls over, pointedly takes HIS laptop out of his bag and sits it down a few feet away to get the attention of someone who can help him. I say nothing. He says, impatiently, to surfer iBook dude, "um... I have a question, if you have a minute after you're done helping her..." (looking at me). I look up, split-second deadpan stare of death. "I'm helping him."
He wants to dial up his laptop using his cell phone. He asks me if I can get someone who knows something about computers. I say, "I do." Unfortunately, few of us are as hardcore as to be using our cells as dial-up, so I get Dan, the guru of wireless in all respects. Enter Dan. Luser says "oh, are you the computer expert?" Dan gets the vibe. "One of them," he says. "He's the phone expert," I say. Dan takes one look at the guy's phone and says, "oh, is that a (blah blah blah)? You must be using Verizon." Luser is WAY impressed. Dan knows phones. Dan helps Luser. Luser later apologizes for his mistake in judgement. I talk to Luser for a second. Mistake. Luser does not leave. He came in around 4:15, it is now 4:50, I am doing things. I start to ignore Luser again. He leaves.
He comes back. "Bet you thought you got rid of me!" he says, I swear, with a snort. "YES!!!" screams my mind. "Ha, Ha," I say. Luser asks some random question about his majorly Hosed Pocket PC and, playing BOFH, I am glad to reply, "I'm sorry, we don't support that." Luser leaves. Robert locks the door. We close. Less than two minutes later, Luser comes back and tugs at the now-locked doors. I don't look up.
UGH.
I guess I'm not geek enough to handle them. I took the Poly-geek test (See results below) and it seems remarkably accurate. I am a go-between. I don't program, I don't game, but I understand the urge. I'm usually a little bit behind the cutting-edge, but I learn fast and I love it. I don't sp34k l33t, but I r34d it.
Look! I got a hot picture of Kirstein Dunst for taking the quiz! MmmMmMmmmm.
| You are 30% geek | |
 | You are a geek liaison, which means you go both ways. You can hang out with normal people or you can hang out with geeks which means you often have geeks as friends and/or have a job where you have to mediate between geeks and normal people. This is an important role and one of which you should be proud. In fact, you can make a good deal of money as a translator.
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