In which boys, not always smart.
Chris got me to the Oakland Airport several hours before my flight, largely because we were afraid that there might be some complications with checking my bags (there weren't), and didn't want to risk missing my plane. Since everything went smoothly, I wound up with a lot of time to kill, and roamed the terminal like Tom Hanks on a bad dictatorial coup day.
There were a lot of people on their way to Geek Prom -- and I mean a lot of people. You could spot them by observing the subtle things, like the comic book character T-shirts, the sketchbooks, and the way they clustered around the flights to San Diego. It was deeply amusing.
In one of the terminal coffee shops, a couple of guys who fit into the 'clearly heading for San Diego' camp were having a deep conversation about women over their blended coffee drinks. The general thrust of their discussion?
They can't get girlfriends because girls don't like zombies.
Not just the generic 'girls don't like horror movies'; no, this was the deeply specific 'we don't get laid because girls don't like dead things'. They expounded on this, at great length. Apparently, our dislike of the shambling dead is a great flaw with the female gender.
Please note that as I was standing there, gaping in a mixture of horror and amusement while I listened to them rambling on, I was wearing my SLiTHER shirt, under my S.T.A.R.S. sweatshirt. I couldn't have been a better advertisement for 'real girls like zombies' if you'd paid me. Not without a big sign or something.
Why can't you get dates, guys?
Maybe because you're MORONS.
There were a lot of people on their way to Geek Prom -- and I mean a lot of people. You could spot them by observing the subtle things, like the comic book character T-shirts, the sketchbooks, and the way they clustered around the flights to San Diego. It was deeply amusing.
In one of the terminal coffee shops, a couple of guys who fit into the 'clearly heading for San Diego' camp were having a deep conversation about women over their blended coffee drinks. The general thrust of their discussion?
They can't get girlfriends because girls don't like zombies.
Not just the generic 'girls don't like horror movies'; no, this was the deeply specific 'we don't get laid because girls don't like dead things'. They expounded on this, at great length. Apparently, our dislike of the shambling dead is a great flaw with the female gender.
Please note that as I was standing there, gaping in a mixture of horror and amusement while I listened to them rambling on, I was wearing my SLiTHER shirt, under my S.T.A.R.S. sweatshirt. I couldn't have been a better advertisement for 'real girls like zombies' if you'd paid me. Not without a big sign or something.
Why can't you get dates, guys?
Maybe because you're MORONS.