I was without the intarweebs today as I cleaned out my old office. Being the environmentally friendly eco-warrior that I am; I brought six old pieces of obsolete office equipment to Staples to recycle. It’s a great program and for just 10.00 each you can clear your conscience and get rid of old computers, monitors, fax machines, etc instead of throwing them away.
As I waited for the paperwork, I struck up a conversation with Andrew, the super Staples office supply sales clerk. Our banter began with bad jokes, which then cycled to ripping holes in the space-time continuum, to “Dr. Who” and we rounded out the conversation with speculation about the final cylon on BSG.
Andrew: “Starbuck is totally NOT a cylon.”
Kate: “Well, everyone knows that…”
I don’t know Andrew.
Andrew, as far as I know, does not know me.
It was nice to strike up a conversation about real life with another geek, even if it was discussing our favorite science fiction television shows. I didn’t think my kind made it out into the sunlight for other things besides the local conventions.
So here’s to you, Andrew in all your geeky glory while working at Staples. May the toner be with you, always.
You totally should have asked him out.
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