In science class when we study magnets we are taught that opposites attract. In life I am not sure that same lesson applies. You see I am nerd. I will freely admit that I was on the science olympiad team in high school, my egg catcher contraption amazed all when the egg was dropped 3 stories above us and my egg landed safely. I was the girl with lots of personality who was every one’s friend and confidant , but no one really dated. If you were popular, I  helped you with your homework and you were nice to me in the halls but not enough to sit near me at lunch.  I married a nerd. Different variety, but same species. He is your sci-fi loving, can explain in giant words when discussing simple things, take everything apart so we know how to put it back together computer geek who was so happy with his nerdy smart friends never really felt left out.

We all attract certain kinds of people. Bryan has told me for years that I am a geek magnet. Suppossedly, I am what every geek looks for in looks and brains. Bryan sweetly has said that I am the dream when it comes to uber geeks. This theory has been tested many times over the past 15 years, I do seem to have some mysterious appeal to your pocket protector, battle star galatica , comic book reading male.  I have been given phone numbers, asked out and flirted with by many. But before you get too jealous the majority of these men are truly your socially awkward, greasy haired, pimply faced, star trek convention attending male. 

My cell phone had been acting up and not holding a charge. So I was sent to a cell phone repair store yesterday. I walked into the nice little store and explained to the manager what was wrong with my phone. He asked his repair guy to come and diagnose the problem. We’ll call him Ron. Ron  walks out, stops and smiles and asks me to come back in 15 minutes. 

!5 minutes later I return and Ron hears the  ring of the door and comes out to tell me he’s not quite finished. “I’m so sorry I have taken so long, please come back here I want to show you what I’ve done.” I follow Ron to his workshop. “Wow, you have really great hair, here look at the charging port, this is where the problem was, I used this soldering gun to fix it, want me to show you how?” I frequently stand clutching my hands behind my back and was doing exactly that while Ron is talking. Ron continues to explain to me in detail how he fixed my phone and even tells me some of the difficult phone repairs he has made. I am given 2 new chargers that are not covered in the warranty. I am sometimes a slow learner so it was not until he said while putting his hand on my shoulder “you can bring your phone back anytime for me to fix, or if you just want to stop by and let me know how it’s doing, come by anytime” that I realize oh, this guys is flirting with me. I unclasp my hands from behind my back and which point he notices my wedding band. With an embarrassed tone and red face says “Oh you’re married? I’m so sorry.”

Within a minute I am sent on my way with my newly fixed phone and chargers and Ron says. “Thanks for coming in.”

I get in the car and have to call Bryan and tell him that I have not lost my touch. I am still a geek magnet, even at 34 and 10 kids later. There is something to be said for being hit on every once and a while, it does an ego good.

But it’s even better to know that I’ve got my geek, Bryan trumps all and I’m glad to be under his magnetic power.