C'mooonnn, man, hook me up!!!

[thehefner]

Each time I hear someone approach the comic shop's door today, the response I hear is always the same: "Aw, SHIT!" To which the dejected customer either leaves, or more likely enters the store for lack of anything better to do.

Now, if I don't hear the "Aw, SHIT!", it's because the customer missed the signs I'd posted out front, whipped together with old SPX fliers, scotch tape, and a sharpie. So when the oblivious customer-to-be enters, full of pep and on the verge of whistling, it's now up to me to personally break the news:

"Our new comics have been delayed till about 3:00."

He blinks, barely comprehending. "... wait, what?" Bear in mind, he's already frustrated because New Comics Day has already been delayed due to New Year's. That's two whole days delay. But now it's Friday. The promised New Comics Arrival Date for this week. It's here. They should be here.

"Yeah, UPS fucked up. We're getting them late."

"Aw, SHIT!"

I feel like a failure of a drug dealer, stuck in a store full of jonesin' customers in the midst of horrid withdrawal.

Comments

[thehefner.livejournal.com]

God, it's true. How sad is that?

Of course, unlike drug dealers, the most you have to fear from a comic book guy is a cutting sarcastic jab as we pass judgement upon you.

[little-dinosaur.livejournal.com]

I don't know about that. My dealer spends all his time playing "World of Warcraft". That's why he doesn't have a real job. He's certainly not scary in any way, though some of his other clients kind of are. I think American drug shopping is somewhat different, because up here, if you don't screw with them, they won't screw with you.
In a similar vein, my current comic book guy is affable and helpful too! I mean, the first time I met him he tried to direct me to the manga section, but once we'd cleared up that little misunderstanding, we became buddies.