You know you’re a geek when…

1. A co-worker mentions craving a Twinkie after watching a movie and you say, “Oh, you watched Zombieland?”
2. You can’t name the seven dwarfs, but you can name the eight members of the fellowship of the ring.
3. People tell you (as an adult) that you should be princess Leia for Halloween.
4. You select your flatware because the pattern reminds you of LOTR.
5. You knew Juliet couldn’t possibly live on LOST because of V.
6. You can quote Patrick Stewart’s monologue introduction for TNG. “Space. The final frontier. These are the voyages of the starship Enterprise…”
7. You enjoy conversations with your spouse about Star Trek’s errors with the Universal Translator. If it was really a universal translator, people wouldn’t have accents and Warf couldn’t say, “Kaplah!” because it would be translated. Don’t even get me started on the transporter.
8. Your husband’s supervisor declares you a Level 4 Geek. (Yes, that really happened to me. He asked me what LAN stood for, among other things.)
9. You know the date when the New Moon movie comes out on DVD and Blu-Ray.
10. You saw The Two Towers five times in theaters (Three of those were dollar movies! Don’t judge me!) and the midnight premiere of The Return of the King.
11. Someone says, “Hey my computer won’t-” and you cut them off with “Did you try rebooting it?”
12. You marry a guy who dressed like Darth Vader the night Episode III premiered and dueled Jedi friends in front of a theater audience (People took pictures with him and his “realistic” light saber).

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Once, when we were living in our apartment, I locked my car keys inside my car while I was getting the mail at the leasing office. I still had my apartment key and cell phone, so I walked to the apartment and called David. I told him when he got home I’d use his key to unlock my car door and move my car to its proper parking spot. Awhile later, David came home, and handed me my car keys. He had moved my car for me.

It’s not the most romantic gesture, and it wasn’t expensive, but I could not have been more pleased. We lived in a third floor apartment. And I didn’t have to walk down those stairs over to the leasing office, move my car and walk all the way back up those three flights of stairs.

My husband loves me. He does stuff like that all the time. Stuff I don’t expect. Little things that help so much.

Oh, and one more thing. My husband loves me because he’s taking me to see New Moon in thirty minutes. Gotta run!

Love,
A Young Wife

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