The Vulcan Who Drew On NapkinsThe Vulcan Who Drew On Napkins by BOMB4Y
The Vulcan Who Drew On Napkins
Nerds. They usually had nasally voices and snorted when they laughed while discussing things of no significance to the world as if these subjects were everything. He despised them, and it was no secret that he did.
Joseph worked in a little diner situated a little away from a hotel. Twice a year a Science Fiction convention would be held there, and many nerds would congregate for their little Mecca of flying saucers. Business was usually slow where he worked, but during those two times of a year the diner would be packed with nerds of all kinds for three days in conjunction with each event.
Some of the more fanatical nerds would still be dressed in their, as Joseph would describe it, pathetic costumes of theirs. That evening was no exception. A group of four nerds had just stepped in, waiting to be seated; they were still dressed in their Star Trek costumes, two of whom had their tight-fitting costumes wrapped around their manly bulges snugly. J