Minions of a new sort

It would seem I've been granted a new, if somewhat unofficial, title at work - that of head geek. It comes to me courtesy of our customer support team, a group I get along with well enough, since I can usually be relied on to generate enough work to keep them busy, and to help them out when a technical solution is required. My newfound status stemmed from an incident a few weeks ago, when I noticed someone in the customer support team sitting at his desk reading a graphic novel. Out of curiousity, I interrupted and queried him about the book. It had been obtained from the local library which turns out to have a small but respectable selection of graphic novels. He was slightly surprised about my interest, and even more so to discover I knew more about the book than he did. I'd even go so far as to say he was rather astonished that I was able to identify the artist of the Daredevil wallpaper on his PC (very obviously Joe Quesada). I finally sealed my reputation with the subsequent volumes of graphic novels I deposited on his desk the following day. I have a fairly lengthly list of what I consider to be required reading when it comes to comics and although much of my collection is resident elsewhere, I still have at hand to educate and impress the neophyte. These slowly made their way around the rest of the team, and I now find myself being looked at in a new light. I'll confess to relishing the experience somewhat, since I'm somewhat starved of opportunities to geek out down here.

The customer support team is currently organising a trip to go see Spiderman 2 at the Imax cinema near Waterloo and they've invited me along. I feel as though I've accidentally done something terribly right.