Post by Razgat on Jan 8, 2010 23:44:11 GMT -5
We Are The Law
Comic Convention | Birmingham, UK
(I’m helping at a comics show. Nearby are two men dressed in costumes as street judges from the comic Judge Dredd. A customer runs up to my store, clearly flustered.)
Customer: “I need help, I lost my drawing!”
Me: “A drawing? What type of drawing?”
Customer: “The artist at the signing table did a drawing of Spiderman for me and I lost it! I need the police!”
Me: “Okay, did you put it down at a stand or anything?”
Customer: “Yes…no. No, I think it was stolen.”
Me: “Somebody actually took it from you?”
Customer: “No, but, hey!” *looks and points at the street judges* “They’ll help me! Hey, guys!”
(The two judges come over to us at the desk.)
Judge Dredd: “What’s the matter?”
Me: “It’s okay, don’t worry. This man’s just lost a drawing.”
Customer: “I didn’t lose it, it was stolen. I want you guys to go find it.”
Judge Minty: “You serious?”
Customer: “Yes! Go! This b**** is useless!”
(Judge Dredd suddenly pulls big, obviously fake, gun from holster and points it at the customer.)
Judge Dredd: “You really want to talk to the lady like that?”
Customer: “Ahhh!” *runs away into exhibit hall*
(About forty minutes, later the same customer comes back to my desk clutching a rolled up sketch. He’s eyeing the main doors, in front of which the two judges are posing for photos.)
Customer, to me: “Um, is there another exit?”
Comic Convention | Birmingham, UK
(I’m helping at a comics show. Nearby are two men dressed in costumes as street judges from the comic Judge Dredd. A customer runs up to my store, clearly flustered.)
Customer: “I need help, I lost my drawing!”
Me: “A drawing? What type of drawing?”
Customer: “The artist at the signing table did a drawing of Spiderman for me and I lost it! I need the police!”
Me: “Okay, did you put it down at a stand or anything?”
Customer: “Yes…no. No, I think it was stolen.”
Me: “Somebody actually took it from you?”
Customer: “No, but, hey!” *looks and points at the street judges* “They’ll help me! Hey, guys!”
(The two judges come over to us at the desk.)
Judge Dredd: “What’s the matter?”
Me: “It’s okay, don’t worry. This man’s just lost a drawing.”
Customer: “I didn’t lose it, it was stolen. I want you guys to go find it.”
Judge Minty: “You serious?”
Customer: “Yes! Go! This b**** is useless!”
(Judge Dredd suddenly pulls big, obviously fake, gun from holster and points it at the customer.)
Judge Dredd: “You really want to talk to the lady like that?”
Customer: “Ahhh!” *runs away into exhibit hall*
(About forty minutes, later the same customer comes back to my desk clutching a rolled up sketch. He’s eyeing the main doors, in front of which the two judges are posing for photos.)
Customer, to me: “Um, is there another exit?”
