Ha! On FB, commenting on a friend's post about the Bro tears over the 13th Doctor, some dude I don't know just asked me "What is your Geek fandom?" (Random capitalization is his.) I feel like I leveled up, because I've never been fake geek girl-ed by a random Broheim crying about a fictional alien.
(My reply? "That's cute." Because Brocephus does not get to ask me for receipts. Sheesh.)
My first connecting flight has been delayed 3 hours, so Delta had to rebook me on a later flight to San Francisco. Now I'm working from the kitchen while my nieces run around the house.
How did she get scheduled for surgery without an exam?!?!! Or if she had an exam what sort of horrible dr doesn't notice this?!?!?!
I mean, they saw it, but just thought it was a cataract???
(I am reminded of the fact that my uncle had two of the little cushions from his hearing aid stuck in his ear, but they were both found in a routine office visit!!)
I just can't imagine how *she* didn't know she had all those lenses in one eye. And why in one eye? If she didn't think she had to take the lenses out, shouldn't there be 27 in her other eye, too?
Steph, I'd be tempted to respond, "Aww, you only have one fandom? That's just… sad."
Ewwww on the contact story. And ow.
Man, the dude who asked me "What is your Geek fandom" just posted a follow-up that he checked all the public posts on my profile and didn't see any Doctor Who posts and said I might be a pompous ass but he was willing to "give me the benefit of the doubt" that I didn't make public posts about Doctor Who.
Blocked, you creepy Broseph stalkerino. Jesus. None of my fannish interests have led me to stalk the public profile of a stranger. That is messed up.
(I mean, I acknowledge that a person's public FB profile is open to be perused by anyone [as it is, as the name says, public], but the dude admitted that he did it to pull receipts on me and play gotcha with my fannish cred. That's a little too invested in the 13th Doctor having a dick.)
For the record, I did tell him that he was creepy and stalkery and told him to go fuck himself, before I blocked him. Because I'm classy like that.
I've totally checked out people's public profiles and scanned them for fannishness, but my goal is making new friends, not scoring points. (I'm hesitant to send friend requests to people I've "met" in other contexts unless I'm relatively sure my own geeky ramblings won't scare them away.)