Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Doing my part for government tabulations. And Geekery.

The census guy just knocked on my door. Since a couple of months ago, the future was uncertain, I never got around to sending my form in. He seemed like a nice dude, so I invited him in to ask his questions. While here, he met the cats, and of course, Mulder, being the aggressively friendly sort that he is, was all over him (in a good way). He recognized the name from The X-Files, and said he loved the show. He asked me if I watched Lost, and wondered if he should watch it on DVD from the beginning. (He'd NEVER SEEN AN EPISODE!). After 10 minutes of evangelizing, I had him convinced he was going to the library to pick up the first season tomorrow.

We also talked about The Wire, Friday Night Lights (which we had both seen) and The Sopranos.

I think I also completely sold him on Battlestar Galactica and Buffy the Vampire Slayer, which he hadn't watched before.

I feel like I did a huge service to humanity today.

Too bad he wasn't from the Nielsens. I'm much more interested in having them count me.

4 comments:

  1. You probably made that guy's day! My guess is that he rarely (if ever) talks to people who are both friendly and informative.

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  2. I hope so. I was hesitant at first, but when he instantly noticed my curious feline and smiled, I thought why not? (Note to future serial killers: embrace the pets).

    For doing what he was doing, he had a great attitude, which was refreshing. And if I can "pay if forward" with several hundred hours of astonishing television, well, then I think I may have come close to sainthood. :)

    Of course, he could be sitting in his house a couple of weeks from now, muttering to himself "What the HELL? He didn't say anything about a fucking smoke monster!"

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  3. Of course he was friendly. You took the blue pill didn't you? Your data is now within the Matrix.

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  4. If that's the case, Carl, I hope the leather outfits are...stretchy. Woah.

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