I worked my shift at the shop last night, and I'd been in about ten minutes, when a guy walked in wanting to know why he'd not received his latest copy of "The Boys". I winged the question to the comic guy, who looked confused and pulled out last Wednesday's invoice.
There it was, clear as day:
The Boys #26
We were down for thirteen issues. Which--we realized after some epic swearing--had not been shipped. The boss was in and made a rather pointed call to our distributor. We're planning a road trip of epic rage if we don't have the copies by Wednesday.
This would be a less obnoxious situation [not by much, but less] had the comic guy not made a hiccup in an order a couple of weeks ago. Angel #15 [Whedon's Angel, not X-Men's Angel] didn't get ordered at all and that was, as they say, bad. The comic guy had to call around to other shops in town to see if anyone had spare copies they'd sell us. His half of the conversation to the first shop he called:
HIM: "Hi, yeah, do you guys have any spare copies of Angel #15?"
[pause]
HIM: "Angel: After the Fall #15. The Whedon book."
[pause]
HIM: "Well, could you check the boxes? They should be alphabetical."
[pause]
HIM: "Can you check the shelf? Do you have a shelf?"
[pause]
HIM: "Thank you."
According to the comic guy, the person who spoke to at the other shop responded to as follows:
CG=comic guy
OG=other guy
CG: "Hi, yeah, do you guys have any spare copies of Angel #15?"
OG: "Angel #15?"
CG: "Angel: After the Fall #15. The Whedon book."
OG: "I don't know. All our comics are in, like, boxes and stuff. On the table. I don't know how they're organized."
And so on. And, no, this isn't some mutli-faceted hobby shop that has a few comics on the side. This is our main competition for customers. Which is why, most likely, no one's removed our heads for the faux-pas that's on us [lack of ordering Angel #15], and the faux-pas that's on our distributor [lack of shipping The Boys #26].
There it was, clear as day:
The Boys #26
We were down for thirteen issues. Which--we realized after some epic swearing--had not been shipped. The boss was in and made a rather pointed call to our distributor. We're planning a road trip of epic rage if we don't have the copies by Wednesday.
This would be a less obnoxious situation [not by much, but less] had the comic guy not made a hiccup in an order a couple of weeks ago. Angel #15 [Whedon's Angel, not X-Men's Angel] didn't get ordered at all and that was, as they say, bad. The comic guy had to call around to other shops in town to see if anyone had spare copies they'd sell us. His half of the conversation to the first shop he called:
HIM: "Hi, yeah, do you guys have any spare copies of Angel #15?"
[pause]
HIM: "Angel: After the Fall #15. The Whedon book."
[pause]
HIM: "Well, could you check the boxes? They should be alphabetical."
[pause]
HIM: "Can you check the shelf? Do you have a shelf?"
[pause]
HIM: "Thank you."
According to the comic guy, the person who spoke to at the other shop responded to as follows:
CG=comic guy
OG=other guy
CG: "Hi, yeah, do you guys have any spare copies of Angel #15?"
OG: "Angel #15?"
CG: "Angel: After the Fall #15. The Whedon book."
OG: "I don't know. All our comics are in, like, boxes and stuff. On the table. I don't know how they're organized."
And so on. And, no, this isn't some mutli-faceted hobby shop that has a few comics on the side. This is our main competition for customers. Which is why, most likely, no one's removed our heads for the faux-pas that's on us [lack of ordering Angel #15], and the faux-pas that's on our distributor [lack of shipping The Boys #26].