Geek to me: how I learned to stop fretting and love a computer nerd.(THE LAST PAGE)

Publication: Smithsonian

Publication Date: 01-SEP-05

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I had been going out with him for about four days. It was summer, and we were lying on a blanket in the park, shaded by the whispering leaves of a tall maple. I was trying to remember the age of a mutual friend.

Without saying a word, he sat up and pulled out a tiny zip-lock bag from his backpack. From it, he extracted a square of paper and unfolded it until it turned i into an 8 1/2 x 11 sheet containing--in 6-point print--the addresses, phone numbers and birth dates of all his friends and acquaintances.

What kind of alien life-form was I dealing with? He had thick eyeglasses and...

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