I've had a reasonable advantage in that the software industry already has a large percentage of geeks of one kind or another. But the job I have now is the first time where I've found myself in an almost-entirely mundane group of co-workers. Being the token long-haired guy in the group already makes me stand out but it became clear pretty quickly that child-rearing, sports and the latest layoff rumors were the conversational topics of choice. (Except for one lone SCAdian in Quintavia.)
I suspect being in that environment has blunted any attempts to hide things and the buttons and odd stuffies (Cthulhu, etc.) in my cubicle basically shout that I'm out of the mainstream, whatever that is. On the other hand, they're a mundane test: the ones who laugh at the buttons or recognize the Ebola stuffie are more interesting to hang out with.
As for Manray, a while ago New Guy spotted me driving to the garage in Central Square, which led to a discussion Monday about my nickname (on my license plate) and when asked I said I almost always go to Manray down there. He got big-eyed with surprise and whispered, "You are...gawth?" He hasn't asked me much about my weekends since then.
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Date: 2005-02-10 10:21 pm (UTC)I suspect being in that environment has blunted any attempts to hide things and the buttons and odd stuffies (Cthulhu, etc.) in my cubicle basically shout that I'm out of the mainstream, whatever that is. On the other hand, they're a mundane test: the ones who laugh at the buttons or recognize the Ebola stuffie are more interesting to hang out with.
As for Manray, a while ago New Guy spotted me driving to the garage in Central Square, which led to a discussion Monday about my nickname (on my license plate) and when asked I said I almost always go to Manray down there. He got big-eyed with surprise and whispered, "You are...gawth?" He hasn't asked me much about my weekends since then.