My sainted mother came to visit the other day, bearing gifts because it was my birthday. (A special thank you shout out also goes to her partner in crime, whom we'll call MJ, for having the Idiot Family over for such a nice lunch that day!)
As always, they were thoughtful, wonderful gifts, but here's one of them:
She got me a "Grow a Geek" kit. She didn't actually say that she got it for me because she had raised a big geek and wanted me to know how it felt, but the look of sheer satisfaction on her face when I opened the gift in horror certainly hinted at it.
First a fart-spoon from my mother-in-law and now grow-a-geek from Mom. Apparently, public perception of the Idiot is far worse than I imagined, it's time to get the spin doctors back to work.