Easy. Imagine you met a guy on a train and he said he liked cars and drove whenever possible. Now imagine you’d be a car guy yourself, just having finished an engine swap in a shed.
You’d be happy to have found a topic to chat on, but soon he (happily!) adds that he meant catching a uber. Sometimes he’d drive a rental, but didn’t care about the model as long as it was automatic.
That’s how a PC guy feels when he meets a consolero.