So, I'm allowed to read at my cashier job at the museum when it's quiet, and today I had a pile of my comic books to read besides me (all stuff from the past week).

This guy comes up to me, and is already kind of being a dick, and then he sees the comics and immediately goes "Are those yours?"

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No, asshole. They're just sitting next to me, where no one else is sitting. I'm just keeping them warm till the dude who actually is reading them comes back.

I say yes, and then he proceeds to do the thing that annoys me the most: not so subtly test me to see if I'm a "legit" comic book fan (asking me about authors, series, etc.). This happens so often, I can't even start to tell you all the stories. At my comic shop job I always get asked (by men and women) "Do you really read this stuff?" None of my male co-workers EVER get asked that. Even a friend of my FATHER'S tried to prove that he knew more about comics than me, something I quickly proved wrong. I'm just so sick of having my nerd cred questioned. It makes me want to scream "YES! I have tits and know more about Batman than you! GET OVER IT!"