First OffDeclarations from the Soap BoxFriday, January 13, 2006
I just had my first truly obnoxious customer in my career as a purveyor of fine comics. It wasn't the porn-loving youth minister or the guy who wanted to tell me about the "real" Green Lantern or the kid with the nifty fingerless gloves. It was the same monster that plagued in my last life, a goddamn suburban brood sow. Some palid beige cunt with a 4-year-old wanted to talk about every poster in the store and haggle over prices of items that aren't even for sale, interrupting my conversations with real customers and asking me to call every other store in town that sells posters because she wants to get them all at one store. Take your little Aiden/Connor/whatever creature back to Round Rock and leave me alone! I have important work to do!
Incidentally, Vimanarama is going well. Not uncomfortably brown at all thus far and truly exciting. I may even pick up Superman when I'm done. I wish Morrison didn't feel compelled to do fanfic, but at least there's a chance it'll be worth my time.
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