Anatomy of a Nerd

It’s finals week for the students–so it’s Spirit Week for workers. And today is Nerd Day.

Hair-put up in bun per guidelines–but with bumps all along due to not combing after showering

Glasses-nerd glasses compliments of Dad–they were his first pair. I just happen to be able to see through them (having apparently inherited his eyesight.) You probably can’t see the “geek fix” blue wire holding one earpiece on–but that’s an original invention of my dad’s.

Glasses chain-utilitarian nylon rope bought by myself for our family trip to Yellowstone last summer.

Mismatched shirt and sweater vest-my own shirt with my brother Dan’s sweater vest. Note that the vest is tucked into my pants.

Frumpy, too short pants-compliments of my sister Grace, these suckers have me in a perpetual state of painful wedgie. (Sorry, that was probably TMI.)

White Tube socks-stretched out and stained, these tube socks came from the box of socks my brother Tim just can’t stand to throw out.

Gray Velcro hold shoes-another offering from my Dad. He loves the velcro closure for mowing lawns and the like–makes them easier to get off with dirty hands. It just so happens they’re only a size too large for me.

Okay–so now you know our secret. My entire family is composed of nerds. But, at least we don’t (generally) wear all this stuff together. Apart from his sweater vests (which he doesn’t tuck in), Daniel is generally well dressed (for a nerd). Despite his velcro shoes, my dad no longer wears huge glasses with blue wire holding them together. And Grace actually fits the pants she lent me (although I don’t think she wears them often, the waistline being a bit funny.)

We actually tend to look somewhat normal. Well, except maybe me–but that’s another story altogether.