Because sometimes, cosplay creeps (and other fine purveyors of horribly inappropriate social interactions) are not malicious, and are genuinely unaware of just how awful their behavior is.But in , Eric Smith finds lots of fun and clever ways to address some typically problematic “geek” behaviors. ”), Smith offers some suggestions for alternative ways for geeks to start conversations with women, depending on the location that you meet.Because unfortunately, there are still people who think it’s acceptable to make lewd comments to women at conventions, amongst the many other problems that plague the supposedly safe space of geek culture.

Thom Dunn is a Boston-based writer, musician, homebrewer, and new media artist.

He enjoys Oxford commas, metaphysics, and romantic clichés (especially when they involve whiskey and robots).

That’s because the orientation of the romantically-inclined geek who might be reading this doesn’t matter.

Instead, the book focuses on the reader as potentially suitor—affectionately referred to as “Player One” throughout the text.

Smith, like myself, is a heterosexual male, and while one would not be wrong to criticize the book for being heteronormative, I think this point overlooks the potential impact that the book can have on your average heterosexual male gamer / physicist / Trekkie / comic book fan / whatever.

Diversity important, and Smith is sure to include a “Note for the Gal Geek” in the beginning of book (which essentially says “This is a book written for straight geek guys by a straight geek guys only because it’s not fair for me to presume what women want or think, which is your first and most crucial lesson in how to meet women”), and peppers in acknowledgements throughout to non-heterosexual geeks.

Smith offers suggestions on how to find the right Player Two—whether or not s/he actually enjoys playing video games—and how to navigate that relationship in a successful team-up, to make that person the Spider-Man to your Ghost Rider (or what have you).

Social politics of geekdom aside, want me to explain the entire Summers-Grey family tree to her in excruciating detail?

So I guess what I’m trying to say is that, by comparison, by Eric Smith is the worst dating/self-help book ever written because it is so genuinely delightful without being at all presumptuous.