I went to see Harry Potter for the second time the other night with my dearest darling (and fabulous photographer) Sarah and of course, we stopped by the snack counter before the movies. We were directed into like 5 different snack lines before finally standing our ground in the last one and refusing to move again. There was a guy standing in front of us and he made some comment about how many times we switched lines and I think I made some polite comment back. Then, we had this conversation.
Guy: So, are you guys here to see Harry Potter?
Guy: Did you read the books?
Me: Uh yeah! I read the books like a million times.
Guy: Oh good. I thought I was the only nerd here.
Me: Not only are you not the only nerd here, you’re not even the biggest nerd here. Maybe you didn’t notice, but I’m wearing a Ravenclaw pin on my shirt. (Because I would totally be in Ravenclaw if Hogwarts existed)
Guy: Wow! That’s impressive.
Me: Yes, I believe it is.
Guy: To be fair, I didn’t read the books, I listened to them on tape, but they were great because it was professional thespians playing all the parts.
Me: So, again, I’ve got you beat in the nerd department.
Guy: Good for you.
Then it was the guys turn to order his snacks. After he paid, he turned around to me, handed me an ice-cream and told me to enjoy the movie. Say what? I was totally shocked, finally, finally, my nerdiness had earned me a treat, and in fact, one of my favorite treats ice-cream. I mean, how completely amazing is that? I’ll answer for you- TOTALLY AMAZING. It was so unexpected and maybe one of the nicest things a stranger has ever done for me. And you know what, it helped a little bit with my end of Harry Potter depression.