Geeks are the New Sea Monkeys

Somebody just sent me a link to an article entitled A Girl’s Guide to Geek Guys. It’s actually quite offensive. First of all not all geeks are into Star Trek. It’s a stereotype.

I’ve noticed there have been a slew of articles written of late that explain to women why they should find themselves a nice “geek guy.” Being a geek myself, I’m not entirely opposed to the concept of dating a geek. What I’m opposed to is an article that tells a woman that she should find herself a geek and continues to describe how to “snare yourself one” and “how to care for your geek”. Ladies, there’s a whole lot more to dating a geek than “feed it some Cheetos.”

While we do tend to share a lot of common culture, there is a wide spectrum of geekery out there. I’m not interested in defining more stereotypes here, so let me tell you a little about what to expect from dating me.

I’m devoted
I’ve never cheated on anyone. Ever. You are not likely to find lipstick on my collar. You can, however expect my 5 o’clock shadow to last 5 or six days at a time.
I’m a workaholic.
Above all else, this can become a problem. I work long hours. When I get home from work, I work. When I’m working, I don’t like me to be disturbed. If I am, I’m grumpy.
I can cook
I’m a foodie. I’m absolutely not satisfied with corn dogs and Mt. Dew (most of the time). I’ve seen almost every episode of Good Eats. I know my way around the kitchen and I’m very critical when it comes to cuisine.
I play video games
A lot. I stand in line for line for new releases. I play all night. When I’m gaming, you cannot draw away my attention. It’s not you. It’s me. Don’t be offended. Just let me play.
I have no fashion sense whatsoever
…but at least I know it. I wear blue jeans and t-shirts. I’ll make you a deal though. You promise not to keep me out too long, and I’ll let you dress me. Whatever you think looks good, so long as it’s comfortable.
I don’t like Star Trek
Star Wars, yes, the originals at least. I know the difference between the one with the bald guy and the one with the ship that doesn’t move, but that’s about it.
I’m passonate
I’m very good at what I do and I know it. I work very very hard to be so. I work so hard at what I do because I love it. It’s what drives and excites me. I may, on occasion, chew your ear off about some new technology you couldn’t care less about. Just listen and feign interest.
I need to decompress
This is a big one. When i work, I work hard. A productive work day for me requires long hours of uninterrupted concentration. When I get home, I need to decompress. I need to be left completely alone for 30 minutes or so. I don’t want to hear about your day. I don’t want to help you fix the whatever on your computer. I just need 30 minutes. Go away. I’ll be friendly soon.

That’s me. If you decide to take interest in dating a geek, which i recommend you do, don’t expect it to be all Twinkies and Redbull. We geeks are a mixed bag.

Note: this post has been reviewed for accuracy by my girlfriend.

2 Responses to “Geeks are the New Sea Monkeys”

  1. Cruhmm says:

    It’s difficult to be misrepresented. Most people mistake my introverted orientation for shyness and meekness (which are deep-rooted emotional problems) or assume I am arrogant. It’s just hard for some people to realize that I am quite well without them.

    That being said, as a geek, and a lower-rung geek at that, I too do not fit in any stereotype.

    Like Dave here I am well-versed in the kitchen, am a devoted partner, and I’m passionate about my interests.

    Unlike Dave I have never waited in line for a movie or game in which I’ve ever made a purchase (read: I keep Dave company).

    I like Star Trek and Star Wars but only so much as I’ll watch reruns of “the bald guy” or watch a new ‘Episode’ in theaters once and only once.

    I’m not a workaholic but I do work excessively at times. Maybe I am a workaholic.

    I have a fashion sense but I dislike the effort that goes into utilizing it.

    We’re all different and for the most part we’re all pretty stable, palatably handsome, and well-to-do, good citizens. Don’t pass us over, ladies. Except me, I’m engaged. Tough luck.

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