Just got off the phone with comic book guy... He gave me the run-around AGAIN about ordering comics. I'm really getting sick of this. If your comic book shop majorly advertises that it can order comics, don't give your customers a hard time about ordering them! I mean, don't tell me you'll order them and then I can pay later. Then, in four weeks when I call to check on the status of my order, tell me that you haven't even placed the order yet! When I ask you to please, let me go ahead and pay so that you have to order them, don't talk me out of it because you try and sound sooooo busy. Jesus! Also, Mr. Comic Book Guy, I don't particularly care for your nephew making fun of me in the background of our phone conversations. I can plainly hear him and his little "Is it that _girl_ again? God, she only wants those comics with that fugly dude on them. She's such a loser. I hate fangirls" comments to his Magic: The Gathering buddies. Yeah, they laugh and snicker at me... until I walk through that door then it's a completely different story isn't it? You pathetic little halflings can't even look me in the eye because *gasp shock horror* I HAVE BREASTS! OMG! Oh, and by the by, James Marsters is so NOT FUGLY! He's beautiful, at least to me he is! And he's probably gotten laid more times than those jerk-off YU-GI-OH-playing creeps have ever dreamed! *flails*
I hate comic book shop tyranny! Comic book shop tyranny no more!
I hate comic book shop tyranny! Comic book shop tyranny no more!