One of the things I'm most grateful for about my job is that I never learned about grading and pricing collectible comics. There are some very sweet, kind people who collect golden and silver age comics but they are far outweighed by hagglers, thieves, jackasses, and time wasters.
Today, a haggler I recognized from my days at another comic book store was actually pushing my very patient coworker to the point of exhaustion.
Haggler: So how much for this pile?
Patient Coworker: I took twenty percent off, so it's $65.
H: And this pile?
H: So, call it an even $150?
PC: No. It would be around two hundred dollars without the discount. so it's $165 altogether.
H: Right, but with my discount....
PC: With your discount, it's $165.
H: Can we knock it down to $160, so I don't have to worry about change?
PC sighs: Sure.
Haggler passes him a credit card.
PC: Well, since you never have to worry about CHANGE with a CREDIT CARD, it's $165.
H: I thought you said $160.
PC: That was when you told me you were paying in cash, and were worried about carrying around change. It's $165.
H: Hmmmm. Can I see the piles again?
I was debating whether to intercede when a customer by the manga section asked me if I'd read one of the Attack On Titan side stories.
Me: No, I know a little about manga but I haven---
Attack On Titan Guy: Well, I've been working on this fanfiction that crosses over with Fallout. See, there's all these alternate universes where the giant titan things fall out of the sky, and the marines have got to keep them from falling into the cities that can't handle them.
ALERT ALERT ALERT
AOTG: ...and then one of the marines falls in loves with one of the titans, or maybe he knew her before she became a titan because the titans used to be people before they transformed. Check it, Thunder booms across the sky. A child and his mother look to the heavens. Something is descending. Is it their destruction? Or is it their salvation?
THANK GOD, THE PHONE IS RINGING! Salvation. Salvation. Salvation.
Movie Ticket Guy Jay: Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey.
Destruction. Destruction. Destruction.