Reasons I Love Her, No. 337

Scene: Me, in my office, spending my umpteenth hour of the past week working on a freelance web-programming project, payment for which will make it possible for Santa to leave another mind-numbingly huge batch of presents this year for Zan and Jayna, ensure that our heat continues to function for a short while longer, and keep us slightly beyond the reach of the snapping jaws of home foreclosure. I have just built into the client’s website an insanely cool javascript-pop-up-window thing that I accomplished by geek geek geek blah blah blah, and, I assure you, it’s amazing. Sadly, no one applauded. Because I am a vainglorious infant who needs praise and adulation, I summon an audience.

“Honey? Can you come here for a minute and pretend you care?”

Enter, Wonder Woman.

“So I’ve been struggling with this for hours, and I just downloaded and installed some blah blah geek geek blah, which is awesome, because look at this: [I click on something, and something happens that, I swear to god, is one of the coolest things ever—if you’re a total geek.]

Wonder Woman, convincingly: “OH MY GOD! THAT IS AWESOME, HONEY! WOW! REALLY, THAT’S AMAZING! SERIOUSLY! YOU ARE SO HOT!

“OK, that’s enough. Thanks.”

“You’re welcome.”

Exit, Wonder Woman.

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