Engineers are an odd breed, honestly I think many of them are almost on the spectrum, my first fiancé was an engineer and the second husband. LOL, he does come up with some spectacularly bad plans, and yes, he's like a total weirdo.
I kind of like them is the thing. I have compensatory abilities and the ability to assist them in understanding simple things like appropriate social language, things not to call your wife (without getting mad, especially since the PTSD) etc.
One of my first complements from the husband was, "You are like that overlooked Christmas present in brown wrapping only when you open it there is the greatest gift inside." (I think I was the first chick he did not date for looks alone and he's dated some hotties. Problem hotties, but hotties none the less.) I was just like, "Dude, did you call me like kind of plain looking with a great personality? DID YOU REALLY DO THAT?"
LOL, but I didn't dump him over it, to this day he insists it was an AWESOME complement and like, rants about my inner beauty and I just laugh an say, "You compared me to a paper bag. You did. Man up and admit it."
So yeah, that kind of stuff that engineers do. Fortunately I am okay with my outer beauty since my first husband was SUPER ATTRACTIVE although I did quickly learn that looks alone are NOT going to save a marriage-- but the kid is SUPER hot. So glad he got my brain and my ex's looks.
Sincerely,
Brown paper parcel tied up with String, Anna.