Hierarchy of Geeks

[Kitsa]

I have a category that might have been overlooked.

Broadway/musical theatre fanbois.

Yes, there are girls too, and every damn one of them thinks she's Eponine from Les Miserables, but my god are Broadway fangeeks insane.

I used to work at a piano store and toward the end of my time there, the boss hired this fanboi to work evenings with me. He was really kind of redundant and I don't even know why he was there because all he did was sit at the piano and pound out Andrew Lloyd Webber songs and sing in this bizarre falsetto. I have a voice degree but I don't randomly sing like that because I don't really have any delusions of grandeur, but he sure did. He'd sing whenever anyone was around to listen whether they wanted to or not.

So anyway, it was evening and we had this cranky, ancient concert pianist who gave the advanced lessons on those nights. He was all prima-donna and wanted to be treated like a star and one of his requirements was total silence in the store while he was giving lessons. Whatever, I never made any noise anyway, but this fanboi sat at one of the baby grands and started pounding out something from Miss Saigon or something and started singing one of the female leads' songs as loud as he possibly could in that damned obnoxious falsetto.

The piano teacher came charging out of his room and who did he head straight for? ME. He thought he was hearing a girl's voice. He started yelling at me about how I knew he required silence and blah blah blah and for my own information I wasn't that good from what he could tell and blahblahblah. I just stood there and said, "I never sing in the store. It was him." And there was fanboi in his Cats shirt sitting at the piano.

The teacher was so disgusted he just wheeled around and slammed back into his lesson room.