Any engineers have any coming out stories they wouldn't

>>9041501

kek

>>9041501
Very funny, anon.

very nice goat

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>>9041501

>Be me
>Just turned eighteen, recently graduated high school and was accepted to a reasonably prestigious university with a generous financial aid package
>All my friends are going into respectable major programs: mathematics, physics, chemistry, all fields oozing with unapplied purity. Untainted by the constraints of reality, as God intended
>My parents are eagerly waiting for me to decide on a major
>My family comes from a long line of orthodox reductionist
>Father was a pioneer in finding nontrivial isomorphisms between finitely generated abelian groups and Laplace transforms
>Heartily laughing as he proved all engineering is applied Galois theory
>Every Sunday we'd open the Good Book of Very Pure Mathematics, and I'd recall the sermons about remaining pure, about the temptations of brainlets and devilish code monkeys
>But ever since I was in middle school, I remember feeling... Different
>While my siblings devoted themselves to rigorous proofs in number theory, I played in the mud, dirtying myself with linear approximations and applied methods
>I take a deep breath, peering into the kitchen
>Father is sitting at the table: the smile on his face gives it away, he finally proved 10m/s^2 is structurally equivalent to a Hilbert-10 space equipped with the taxicab metric
>Mother is reading the Good Book before starting dinner, enthralled by it's epsilons and deltas
>I walk in, trying my hardest not to shake

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>>9041778

>"There's our brilliant son! Come, sit down, you won't believe what those brainlet engineers lost this time!"
>He laughs heartily
>My lips quiver and I say nothing, standing in front of the table
>The smile fades from his face. My mother puts down the Book
>I... Mom, dad... I've picked a major
>"Well that's fantastic! What are you going to specialize in? Field theory? Algebraic geometry? Just don't tell me you're going to waste your time as some kind of analyst!"
>Fear grips me and I begin to mumble
>"Well... Not exactly... I've... Declared as an... Electrical engineer"
>The room goes dead silent
>My mother drops the book as my father's eyes widen
>He stands up and looks me in the eye
>"Get out"
>"B-but dad... This is who I am. We engineers do some very difficult and relevant mathematics! There was a thread ab-"
>"OUT"
>Mother is wailing, asking God where she went wrong. She blames herself. Tears well up in my eyes as I slowly back out of the room
>As I take my leave I hear my father consoling her, telling her this sort of thing is genetic and no amount of readings in topology would have fixed me
>I call my boyfriend and ask if I can stay with him for a while, and promise to suck his cock every night in exchange

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>>9041501

Bumping for interest

Le gay engineers meme is quite a kek mine

>>9041501
Tell him you are a train engineer. Driving trains is cool.

>>9041501
My parents knew I was an engineer before I ever came out as an engineer to them.

>>9041782
9/10

>>9041880

Most moms tend to know before their sons even do