A Token For Mike

This was my drive last Thursday as I went to pick up comics, an hour of it each way. As I drove down, only barely keeping control on the slushy and slippery roads, I really questioned my sanity. Shouldn't I find another solution? DCBS or Westfield? Each week, come hell or bad weather, I drive an hour each way to pick up books.

When I finally got out of my car, shaken to my core, I patted myself down to check I had everything: keys, phone, comics list .... wallet. Wallet? Wallet?!?

Yes. I had driven a hazardous hour to buy comics only to find I had no way to actually buy comics. I almost got back in my car, defeated and ready to accept that the books would just have to wait a week. I headed into the store, though, and threw myself on the mercy of Mike. He let me call home for my card number and info, and run things through that way.

And that's why I'm not crazy for doing a weekly round trip that nears two hours. Service counts for something, and Mike's continually excellent service is what keeps me coming back week after week.

Plus ... his name's Mike Justice. That's gotta count for something ...

Thanks, Mike. And thanks 2005 Will Eisner Spirit of Comics Retailer Award Winning Night Flight Comics. Thanks for making me drive through sled-dog conditions every week, and being happy for the chance.