Sunday, September 16, 2012

A Conversation at Work

Today was a gorgeous day. I am not sure if I have seen weather this nice in the last two years. It was 75 degrees (23 Celsius) with a light wind. The sky was a pure, pale blue scattered with strips of light clouds. The sun warmed everything up and sitting outside was a pleasure as a light wind creased the skin.

One of my co-workers came over to me to have a chat. We often talk about anything. We are both pretty open minded people. He had been watching a youtube video of comic con. He sat down beside me and goes, "You know, this is some wild shit. People dressed up as comic book characters, people dressed up like monsters and stuff. Everyone's going wild. Some of these girls are hot. You can't tell me that they are into comics.

"Well, the conventions hire models of course. Some are actual fans. There are people who make a living off of modeling for superheroes however."

"Isn't it a bit weird? All of this stuff? Like back when Dungeons and Dragons was a big thing and people dressed up like it and went crazy."

I thought about it for a second. I then looked at him and said, "How is that any different from a football fan that paints himself blue, puts on horns, writes stuff on his stomach, and goes out with no shirt or coat in the dead of winter to scream in the stands for a bunch of men in spandex touching each other?"

He paused for a moment and said, "I've never thought of it that way. I guess your right. It's not any different."
"One is just more acceptable then the other in our society at the moment," I continued. "Would you peg me as a gamer?"

"No."

"I am. I spend all of my free time playing games. I'm going to a gaming convention. Most people in passing would consider me, "normal"." I continued, "Think of the hot chicks dressed up as super heroes as the cheerleaders. They are eye candy and fantasies. The fans that dress up? No different then people that paint themselves and wear crazy stuff. The fact that its a game? Its a hobby like any other."

"I'd never have thought about it that way. But you are right. Thank you."

"Happy to help."

I watched the planes fly over head. It was so clear I could identify the airlines. There is an airport nearby. We were sitting under the western flight path. I watched the planes soar into the sky and invisioned myslef aboard one. A few more weeks and I'll leave work for a week and geek out all over Eve Online.









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