If waiting in line to get registered for a while, behind two guys talking in computer game lingo wasn’t enough, the realization that my mobile phone was dead was enough to make me rethink my decision. If I couldn’t capture the moments that struck me the most in stills, then why tell my tale.
“This Super Nerd event better be worth my time,” I mutter as I progressed a few more steps. I had joined the group last semester or two but could never attend any tech workshops for one reason or the other. The bubbling I had felt when I realized that I could actually attend this Wednesday’s event was unquantifiable. I had made a mark in my planner. I definitely wasn’t going to miss this one with its hacking contest, free headphones and other Microsoft freebies.
Am I a geek? Yes, maybe. I may not know the right answer to this but technology and its capabilities fascinate me. For example, I love the journey of white endless boundaries of computers. Am I a designer? No.
As I moved two more steps closer to the registration, 10 people in front of me, I once again prayed that the Createch’s Super Nerd event be worth my time. I signed in and marched into the ballroom. I surveyed the room briefly and sauntered to the hacking table. I watched some guy try to open a cuff with one hand. Intrigued, I knew I had to try it. Extending my hand, I moved into place. I got the cuff off in two tries.
On my right were a group of students bent on a flat wooden stand. It had a hole where they placed locks, locked it and tried to break the lock. I watched and learned how to pick a lock by stimulating the key process – as one would say inlay-man’s terms. No, I did not pick a lock. However seeing how easy it was for these guys to pick a lock made me thankful that I do not use locks.
My eyes perused the room once more, from the Bulls Radio stand to the different computer game station until they finally landed on a couple of students sitting in a round table, chips on the table and cards in hand. I walked mesmerized to the table. Stood for a while and then drew my chair to join the table.
I had never played poker in my entire life before.
I sat for a while and asked the cute gentleman beside me about the game. He wrote these: Royal Flush, Straight Flush, Four of a Kind, Full House, Flush, Straight, Two Pair, One Pair, High Card, and directed me to another gentleman who kindly explained the terms to me.
I came in third. And that was just because another game had piqued my eyes. I went all in on a blind, even though I knew the other player had a greater chance of winning. I loved those 30 minutes. Would I play professional poker? No.
This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at USF chapter and does not reflect the views of Her Campus.