Quiz: Are You A Nerd?, Or I Hijacked This Quiz Because It Turned Autobiographical Too Quickly

As I started to write this quiz, it quickly deteriorated into "Why Miss Jill is a Nerd." I don't know how I have any friends. I have also come to the conclusion that I was a much smarter kid than adult.

I will try to make a general one too, but I am starting to get the feeling that everyone's nerdiness is unique. You will note that my list does not include anything with Math or Science, because I have not had a Math class since 1997. I would be surprised if I could successfully add fractions.

Here goes....

When I talk about something that is interesting to me, someone interrupts to discuss the price of shampoo. Everyone eagerly grasps onto the new topic.

I only went to one college football game, as a freshmen. I quickly realized that it was boring and never went again.

When I was a kid, I cringed when it was announced that the kids were picking the teams. Unless it was in an academic class for a game (I even remember doing this in Seminary a few times).

When I go to movies, I look around the room and all of the other audience members are 60+ Jewish people. It is hard for them to stay awake during the 4:30 show, so there is usually a secondary soundtrack of gentle snoring.

I made repeated calls to Nickelodeon: Kids Pick the President and waited eagerly for the election results.

I wrote a dramatic story about the eruption of Mt. Vesuvius in 1989.

My Barbies were prisoners of war trying to escape and Jewish slaves in Egypt.

I liked to dress up in pioneer clothes and was Mary Ingalls (the blind one) for Halloween. I think that I would be invited to more theme parties if I still had this hobby.

I made up a song to memorize the capitals of Europe and I still remember it at age 30. This would be a lot cooler/more useful if said melody did not include the Soviet Union, two Germanys (ies?) and Yugoslavia.

When I watch television, 90% of the advertisements are for Viagra or AARP Life Insurance.

When I look up from a book and say, "You won't believe this...," my sister cuts me off and says, "Insert information that we don't care about."

I learned the facts of life at age five because my mother naively left a child development book out. 85% of the time, my reading skills were used for evil. I have a distinct memory of reading some Freud theories in mid-elementary school and they were not PG.

In fifth grade I made my mother repeatedly quiz me on the World History section of the Dictionary of Cultural Literacy. I was sad as an adult when my friend broke up with her middle-aged lover who liked to have Latin America history showdowns.

I am a Spanish teacher and when a student asks me about Libya, I launch into a passionate twenty-five minute explanation of the personality quirks of Gaddafi. My students know that if they ask a question about history or politics, all verbs will remain unconjugated until the next day.

1 = You were also picked near the end at P.E. (luckily there was always a morbidly obese person in class who was even less desirable as a teammate)
2+ = You are Miss Jill