You know you're a bandgeek when....
August 21, 2004, 1:33 p.m.

Taken from here.

YOU KNOW YOU'RE A BANDGEEK IF...

You complain about how much you hate Six Four time.

You practise marching at the super market.

Band is your absolute favourite class.

You are/were in any honours classes.

You enjoy wearing your uniform [wear it with pride!].

You like to show off your instrument to other Bandgeeks to prove to them that yours is better.

You still kinda giggle at the word "Ritard" [heh heh].

You speak and understand Geek Speak.

You think that sight reading has been one of your more "Tougher" jobs in life.

You think that that whole "Band makes you do better in Math and English" saying is just a lie.

You find splinters on your tongue/lip from your reeds (only applies to woodwinds though).

You find blood in your mouthpiece from practicing too much (only applies to brass though).

You consider Marching Band is a sport.

You refuse to run the mile in PE because you just marched a mile the other day.

You hear music and start marking time.

You walk behind someone and you're in step with them.

You try to guess the tempo of your favorite song.

All your friends are in band.

You don't mind changing on the bus.

You point out key changes and dynamics while listening to the radio.

Every guy/girl you're interested in is in band.

You practice your instrument more than you talk to your dog.

Being mauled by a drum is a normal part of life.

People worry when they see you without your instrument.

Band camp is FUN!!!!!!!

You respond to "band queer".

When you remember the order of flats and sharps more easily than your name.

You are alone, you suffocate cause there's no one telling you when to breathe.

Your instrument has a name.

You remember your instrument's birthday, and forget your mom's.

Making a diagonal is your biggest accomplishment of the day.

Backwards marching no longer reminds you of ballet.

You give your instrument a birthday party.

You can make brown shoes look white.

Your uniform fits.

White feathers become a fashion "do".

You see your section more than you see your family.

Everyone wants to kill the other football team...and you want to kill the other band.

When you walk you automatically start with your left foot.

You think evening practices should last a half an hour longer.

You accidently call your band director "Dad".

You CAN sight-read.

You can put on your uniform in less than two minutes.

Reeds taste good.

You actually understand your band director.

You think your plume is alive.

Marking time is your favorite form of exercise.

You have a neck strap tan line.

You subconsciously start practicing with a pencil.

Numbers past 8 aren't important.

You still have concert music from three years ago memorized.

You roll-step through the cafeteria to avoid spilling your lunch.

Letters past G aren't important.

When you're sitting alone in a room and you find yourself humming music from four years ago.

When you'd rather practice than read this list.

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