There was probably even a little, “Man, this guy I married is such a geek!” After all, for every one of Lance’s questions we’d have been able to talk for a few hours. And in the years since, she’s had that “this guy is such a geek” reaction a lot—and a little bit of pride in her lack of geekiness.
And then…a co-worker insists I borrow his Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone DVD—he’s convinced I’d love the F/X. Which I do. We love the story even more. So we decide to try the first novel…and within a couple of weeks, she’s read the entire series (up through Goblet at the time)—and I was close behind. And the wall between her and fandom starts to crumble.
Cut to today, on her way to work I get this picture:
Resplendent in her Geekiness—Gryffindor scarf (you can almost see the insignia), costume glasses (wouldn’t surprise me if she came back from the optometrist with those frames one day), lightning bolt scar (temporary…not a tattoo, I trust), genuine Olivander’s Wand replica, and bag of Bertie Bott’s Beans…oh yeah, and can’t forget: “No Compromise” bracelet.
What a difference a few years make...
Update: She just called...for some reason, the her new staff don't quite know what to make of her...pretty much just staying away. The veterans on her staff just laughed, but the newbies...go figure
Update 2: Allright, had to replace the picture with something more acceptable to her. For close friends and family who missed it, the original picutre is available via email. Oh and here's her initial reaction to my first picture
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