All I have for today is a little story from the check out line at Target...although once I put it on the preview page I realize it kind of isn't a little story. There are a lot of words going on here.
Also as I am cranky I am going to put all of the cursing in bold caps.
So I will start the story with me being finished at Target and I am in the check out area surveying which lane will get me out of here the fastest. Everyone was leaving the line I was in because of a price check issue. Oh well, I will stand in the line since I am now second in line and would be 4th in line at any of the other lanes. The manager is right there on a walkie with someone getting the price and the cashier is ringing out the rest of the stuff. So I unload my cart...
Cashier makes the comment to the kid with the lady "I like your Marvin the Martian shirt!" Then he proceeds to use his best Marvin the Martian voice and say something about blowing up the world. The kid and kid's mom are just standing there with a blank stare. I am sure the kid has no clue about anything Marvin the Martian except that shirt.
As this is going on I remember; "OH CRAP! THIS IS THE SUPER GEEK!" Not that I have anything against super geeks as I am a geek myself you know...but this is a super geek without knowledge on appropriate timing on discussions of geek topics.

Again, let me say I have no problem talking with geeks and geeklings about anything geek...but there is a time and place - neither of which are in the check out line while you are supposed to be ringing out people. People that are in line are DONE being in the store. They don't want to stand around with their carts full of stuff hanging out.
Anyway, I was surprised he is still there. How has he not been let go to fulfill his dream working at Gamestop or the Fantasy Shop? SHIT. I am in his line. Quickly I look down at my shirt to make sure that I have no geeky/pop-culture ironic t-shirt on. WHEW! I have on a Gino's East shirt. I am in the clear. He starts ringing out my stuff and then starts saying something like "OH, I see you have brought a young Jedi to shop."
CRAP! The kid had on a Lego Star Wars shirt. So then the cashier (man, I wish I knew his name since I am writing about him but I was trying to avoid eye contact as it is over 100 degrees outside and everyone is cranky that is in the store and these people don't want to be in this checkout!)...he starts in talking about how there are books on Star Wars for people of all ages and soon I should make sure that I start getting him the books (if this were not the check out line with people behind us, this is where I would have said "oh, he has a picture book" but I kept it zipped).
Then, the man with his kids behind us in line I guess was hoping to move things along and says to me "Gino's East? Is there one around here?" So I say "Sadly no. My husband is from the Chicago area." That guy then says "That's where we are from -"
- And it is super geek cashier with the cut off. His interest is now on the man behind me in line. Forget the little fact that he hasn't completed checking my stuff out. He starts in to that guy with "I went to a concert there a few months ago at the blah blah blah" So guy asks what concert. Super geek is being all shy now and says "Oh, a German heavy metal band. I am sure you don't know it" The guy presses further and asks what band. Super geek replies "Ramstein" At this point eyes go to me since the snickering sound that I was imagining in my head was audible to those around me. So I just blurted out what I was thinking in my head that made me snicker..."I had no idea they were still doing stuff" I stopped there and did not volunteer that I had seen them way back in '98 on a Family Values Tour (CRAP 1998! That is a long time ago and the first Family Values Tour. Wonder where super geek was at in 1998").
Then the conversation goes on to super geek bragging about how great it is that they have this "super bus" where it is cheap to travel to Chicago - Yeah, he is still checking out my stuff and talking to the other guy. He has also forgotten that I brought my own bags and started cramming the last of my things in a plastic bag. "Oops, sorry! I got caught up in the conversation." - in my head my smart ass is thinking "gee really? I hadn't noticed"
Finally though I am finished and can leave the store only to step out onto the surface of the sun. Yes, I think this is the 3rd time I have mentioned something about the heat.
The End