I read an interesting blog the other day about “geeking out.” The author and I have radically different ideas about the term. Crazy, but neither of us is wrong. True story.
For instance, I already profess to be a geek/nerd/dork. When I geek out, it looks something like this:
Geeking out, to me, is over-the-top, unbridled excitement over someone or something else. Let’s say that I had the opportunity to meet the guys from Twenty One Pilots. In my mind, we’d all become best friends – maybe I’d make an appearance on their Twitter feeds. Outwardly, I would probably resemble the color of a baby red potato and my lips would flub up everything grandiose I had imagined I would say. Honestly, you should’ve seen me face palm when I met Robin Jones Gunn at Mount Hermon in March.
Robin: “Hi. It’s so nice to meet you.”
Me (in a single breath, run-on sentence): “I-am-so-glad-I-heard-you-speak-tonight-you-will-never-know-how-much-you-changed-my-life-because-today-turned-horrible-right-before-I-came.” *don’t forget to insert my ugly crying…and I’m not kidding about the ugly part*
My dear friend (as Robin graciously tried to understand my verbal diarrhea) geeked out in a completely different way. She had grown up reading Robin’s books (Christy Miller goodness) and went into fangirl mode. Here’s the thing…I LOVE fangirl mode. It made me joyful to see my friend giddy about meeting one of her favorite authors. My friend’s reaction was riiiiight along the lines of my own when I attended the Battlestar Galactica Convention and Katee Sackhoff signed an autograph for me. Yes, it’s framed and hanging on the wall, thankyouverymuch.
So geek out, my friends. Get excited about your favorite books and movies. Be the bumbling idiot when you get to meet someone you adore. Take it from me, it makes a great story…or blog.