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Not sure why, but I’ve found myself coming across a lot of proposal stories lately – all of the extraordinarily geek variety. Granted, I’m still particularly proud of my own proposal at Disney World a couple of years ago, as I think one of the most important things is that it fits both of the people involved (more on that in a minute…), but nonetheless these ones still looked pretty cool in their own rite…
Proposal via Custom-Designed LEGOs
Couple is both way into LEGOs, so this dude creates a series of three custom sets – packaging and all – to highlight points in their relationship. You must click through to the pictures to really see how cool this turned out – I doubt you’d be able to tell the difference if you set his on the shelf with actual sets at the store. The bride-to-be opened each set individually, with the third one being a scene of the picnic that they were sharing that moment, appropriately enough entitled Engagement Picnic. To top it off, the box containing her ring was also made out of LEGOs, and the ring itself even featured a LEGO “jewel” … it just doesn’t get any cooler than this.
Engaged a la Super Mario World
In this case study, a fan of Mario edited one of the levels in Super Mario World to contain a section of coins that spelled out “Will You Marry Me?” As his girlfriend finished reading, she looked over to find him kneeling beside her, ring in hand. Now there’s no argument that editing a video game for your woman is hardcore, except for one little nitpick … just from watching the video, I get the impression that she’s not nearly as much into video games as he is (hence she begins the video by asking “Why am I playing this???”). Sure, it still had the desired effect, but my point is simply that I think he would’ve gotten a lot more credit for the hard work that he clearly put in if playing Mario was a pasttime that they both shared together…
A Google Maps Proposal
Unfortunately, the image has since been updated, so the link above actually points to a post that captured a screenshot rather than the original post, but basically as the story goes, dude works at Google and talks to some of his buddies on the Google Maps Street View team to learn that they’ll be shooting a particular corner on a particular day as part of another Google promotion. Taking advantage of this, he shows up (with many other people) holding a sign asking his girlfriend to marry him and sure enough, it shows up on Google Maps a few days later. Now the story continues on to say that apparently he had already proposed once (and gotten a yes), so this second time he didn’t actually tell her about it and relied on other folks to pass the word along, which seems a little weird to me, but broadcasting his intentions via Google Maps is still arguably cool nonetheless.
Proposal. Bacon.
Bacon in the shape of a heart, surrounding a diamond engagement ring. Really, what better way to start the day?! (Note: To anyone thinking, “I’d walk out if my boyfriend tried to propose to me with bacon…” – just in reading the actual post, you can tell that this chick is way into bacon, seeing as her response was, “Ok, can we eat the bacon now?” What a gal…)
P.S. Gabe’s Proposal
Almost overlooked, but I suppose one can’t talk about geek proposals without at least a mention for Mike Krahulik’s modest proposal to his girlfriend, Kara. Mike draws a little comic strip called Penny Arcade … maybe you’ve heard of it?
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And we’ll end this night on a quick tip for all of you elemental fiends out there – if the hero’s party has already defeated you once, maybe it’s not the best idea to heal them up to full health and magic prior to your second fight with them…
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…and it’s enough to make a hero cry! Well, after we defeat the evil robotic giant, anyways…
If you would allow me to play the role of the crabby, old man for a moment…
So I was at Publix just a few minutes ago and I’ve got to say that I’ve had better checkout experiences in my days. Working the checkout were three teenagers – one girl at the register, and another two bagging. The problem was, all three of them were a little more focused on their conversation than they were actually checking me out … and by a little I really mean entirely. I mean, technically the girl did scan my groceries, but that was about the extent of it and she didn’t actually give me my total until I had already seen it myself on the screen as I was signing for my credit card.
But I think it was the actual topic of their conversation that rubbed me the most because they spent the three minutes I was checking out debating the differences between MILFs and Cougars. Granted, for a brief moment it was somewhat comical – pretty much because at one point one of them suggested that “nobody knows what they mean anyways,” despite my own generation originally coining the phrase MILF a la the classic American Pie, but still, I guess it just bugged me because frankly, that’s not appropriate talk in front of customers.
The thing is, I’ve worked my share of shit jobs and while they didn’t necessarily have as much exposure to customers as working in a grocery store might, there was still the understanding that there were certain things that you just didn’t talk about in front of them. I worked in a warehouse, so the language in general wasn’t always church-friendly, but when a customer who we didn’t know came to pick something up? You can hold the risque conversation until they’ve left and you’re out back sweeping again. It’s simple respect.
Respect both for the customers, and for your own employer because while I’m certainly not one to be offended by just words of any nature, I still recognize that there’s a time and a place. It’s not cute for little kids to swear at school, it’s not cool to use the f-word in front of Mom if she really hates it, and it’s not respectful to your employer to use language in front of the customers if there’s a chance that they might be put off and not want to return. Have that same conversation in the back while you’re moving boxes or even right at the registers while no one else is around and that’s fine – just don’t do it in front of the customers.
No, it probably won’t prevent me from shopping at that particular Publix in the future, albeit mostly because I only stop there for quick trips anyways, but it definitely left a sour taste in my mouth. Is it just me? Is this a generational thing? Or is it possible that I was simply much more reserved at my first job than most others ever were or are??? Is it possible that my expectations are simply too high for somebody working a minimum wage job at 5 minutes to close?????
