The Animation Show and Graphic Novels!!

Yep. I'm going to see the Animation Show on Sunday at the Michigan theatre in Ann Arbor. I'll be staying with my sister for a couple of days, and I'll have to finish my hurricane webcomic by early Saturday, since I leave here around 2 or 3.

I finally got the graphic novels it seems I ordered a month ago. They were shipped to the wrong hall, and I'm lucky I have a friend working at that front desk or I would probably never have gotten them.

I walked up to the desk, and here's how it went.

Me: Um. Hi. I'm actually from Bailey, and something I ordered got delivered here by mistake.
Desk Lady: Really? What's your name.
Me: Adam Holwerda
(During this portion of time, she absently looks around, as if my package would step up and say, 'Here, me. I'm his.')
Desk Lady: Yeah...I don't think it's here. Anything we get here from other halls gets sent back immediately. So maybe you want to go there first. To check.
Me: I checked. For two days. It's not there.
Desk Lady: Yeah, well I still don't really know...
(Now she's walking around, pretending to search. I spy a box with an Amazon symbol on the side of it in the bottom of a filing cabinet)
Me: What about that one, there, at the bottom? That one's probably mine.
Desk Lady: I doubt it. Like I said, we send all...oh. Yeah, this one's yours.

And she picks it up and hands it to me. I don't sign anything. I don't show her my ID. I leave, with the books that are mine but could just as easily have been taken by any other kid who smelled ink and paper.

Sometimes I just wish I had the power to fire people.