A completely fabricated mystery told in blog form. Witness the tale of Simon Wolfe, a comic dealer who can't seem to stay out of trouble. Remember, since this is a blog, the oldest post is first, so make sure you start at the beginning and work your way back up.
Friday, August 25, 2006
It doesn't seem much like working...
when you get to read comic books all day. At least that's what Maricel said. But I was minding the store. Didn't hurt to get a little reading in. I need to be current on the product if I'm going to discuss it with the customers. We were busier than usual. A lot of guys were coming in to get a look at Maricel. They were doing their best not to be obvious, but their best wasn't much. But they were buying and that was cool. I went upstairs to make us some sandwiches and came down to find eight customers in the store. I think I was violating fire codes. I had a surprise guest as well. Mother of SWSNBN showed up. Let's call her Mrs. NBN. I made her wait her turn until the other customers were taken care of. Cause I'm mean.
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