I'm lucky in that in my current workplace, there used to be a guy who was a Revolutionary War re-enactor, on the British side, and was sorely lacking in social skills to boot. (He left the semester before I moved here.) He used to come to work in his uniform, weapons and all, and was thoroughly convinced in every fiber of his being that if only the British had won the Revolutionary War, he would be popular, rich, and a man of important social standing. Which he would expound upon, at length.
Compared to him, I'm normal.
I've told them that if they find a picture of him in his Revolutionary uniform to post, that they can put up a picture of me in my medieval garb on our internal web site. So far they haven't found one.
Apart from limited mentions of #callahans, which is its own trip to try to explain, I don't talk about my other fannish activities. (Such as they are, which is to say, not much.) I call things like Arisia a "conference" or "convention" and they just assume I'm going to yet another professional-type librarian conference.
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Date: 2005-02-11 02:31 pm (UTC)Compared to him, I'm normal.
I've told them that if they find a picture of him in his Revolutionary uniform to post, that they can put up a picture of me in my medieval garb on our internal web site. So far they haven't found one.
Apart from limited mentions of #callahans, which is its own trip to try to explain, I don't talk about my other fannish activities. (Such as they are, which is to say, not much.) I call things like Arisia a "conference" or "convention" and they just assume I'm going to yet another professional-type librarian conference.