Because the Browncoat army is EVERYWHERE.

Mar 20, 2008 07:22

We have a new girl in my office. She's very nice; we're getting along pretty well, so far. She's still in that 'feeling things out' stage -- the period where you say semi-comprehensible things to see who among your new co-workers can communicate with you on which levels. So far, she's offered to join me and J. on our outing to The Ruins at the start of April, showed proper respect for my cat, and not questioned the amount of DDP I drink. I like her.

Yesterday, we were chatting about Stephen King (specifically 'The End of the Whole Mess') and why bioengineering is a scary prospect. This led, naturally, to discussing horrible diseases.

"I just finished a book about bioengineered zombie plague, called Newsflesh..." I said.

"Wait, where do you find the time for all this stuff?" she asked.

"I don't sleep."

She agreed that this was fair, and pointed out that there's been a lot of 'good disease gone bad' bioengineering in fiction lately. "28 Days Later, I Am Legend..." she paused, looking at me a little sidelong. "...Serenity..."

"Oh my God," I said. "Did you just perform a stealth Browncoat check on me?!"

She looked abashed. But triumphant, as she had just confirmed her hypothesis.

Fandom: it's weirder than you think.

television, silliness, work

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