SAM: Ready for your tab?
NORM: YEAH. You, uh, do any discounts?
SAM: DISCOUNTS.
NORM: You know. Like STUDENT discounts.
SAM: No.
CLIFF: How about military discounts?
SAM: What branch of the service are you in?
CLIFF: Uhhm
My uncle used to be a civilian contractor?
'Course that was for the Red Army in Belarus
Still, it was AN army.
NORM: Don't listen to him. We're seniors.
Senior CITIZENS.
SAM: Guys, I OWN this bar. Discounts come directly out of my profits. Are you really SO cheap that you'd go OUT OF YOUR WAY to deprive me of a fair wage?
NORM: We're just saying discounts are a good way to build customer loyalty and encourage repeat business.
SAM: DON'T YOU DARE THREATEN ME
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I hear the rival bar across the street offers a CRAZY discount if you stand in front of their door shouting at passersby with a megaphone.
The computers tell me it was 20 years ago, June 9, 2006, that I arrived in New York for my first-ever comic convention as an exhibitor, MoCCA.
It was an important trip for me, a milestone in what would go on to become my career.
I wrote a little reminiscence on Patreon (free/unlocked) — including a first-since-then reprint of the photocomics I made at the time, documenting the trip!
Read the rest here: [ 20 Years Ago (In Photocomic Form) ]
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